Description: He stands about 4'8" and is wearing a long, brown cloak. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2200 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (40 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dreali was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Raer was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bricklayer. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1400 gp. Black opal (1200 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He uses divination through singing.

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 always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 32. 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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Herbalist profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (140 gp).