Description: He tends to wear a large black jacket. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bows and hand crossbows. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 sp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with red slacks, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bowyer for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bowyer responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1 Thunderstones.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tan shirt with thin black vertical stripes and grey pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears long strands of amethyst and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Servant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Charles was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1700 sp. Red garnet (110 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Theobald will drive conversation. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Theobald was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Masterwork manacles.