Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. 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. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (1400 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His blonde hair is still thick. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Dreali hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Server. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 6000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bounty Hunter profession.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Eiravel was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mason. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To be a Bounty Hunter again; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.