Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bowyer.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and tends to wear a large tan jacket. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a white shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Priest for hire.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His hair is silver and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Ernest was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Adventurer. He became a Adventurer soon after.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and balancing his hectic life and new adventurer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple tan robe with black stripes complete with hood. His tied-back hair is golden. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is a Animal Trainer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Everard never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.