Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 700 sp. White pearl (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Fletcher who has hired him part-time. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fletcher business.

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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He likes to wear white tank tops with green pants. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Balimaar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is content; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Anselm abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Buckler.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Wymar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Wymar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp).