Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a brown shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and green pants. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Heward was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Heward took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Through the years after Alex was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Alex's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a pastel shirt with thin green vertical stripes and black pants. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has brown eyes and a pastel hat with a green feather.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3100 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is lengthy. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Bowyer business.

History: Born to a Mason, his father struggled to pay the bills. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Bowyer like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.