Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He takes great joy in being the best Bowyer in town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 3000 gp. Eye agate (10 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Coral (160 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with black slacks. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (100 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, white shirt, and grey tie. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

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 an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.