Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bowyer. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (20 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Trey hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is short and silver. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears just a tan suit. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Amethyst (70 gp). Coral (70 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Emerald (1400 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 9000 cp. Zircon (30 gp).