A portly little man with a friendly smile and a welcoming nature. "What can I get you, my friend?"  He asks entering travelers.

Filmore Buckets

Male human commoner 4, warrior 1
N medium humanoid (human)
Init +0; Perception +10

AC 13, touch 10, flat-footed 13 (+3 Leather Armor +1)
hp 21 (5d8+1)
Fort +5, Ref +1, Will +6

Speed 30 ft.
Melee Short Sword +4 (1d6/19-20), dagger +4 (1d4/19-20), sap +3 (1d6 nonlethal)
Ranged Hand crossbow +3 (1d4/19-20) bolts (10)

Filmore will try to avoid combat if possible, often with a free drink.  If combat is inevitable, his first priority is protecting his wife Penny and his infant son.  His friend Rogar HammerStorm is rarely far from his side in combat.

Str 9, Dex 11, Con 10, Int 12, Wis 14, Cha 11
Base Attack +4; CMB +3; CMD 13
Feats Greater Fortitude, Quick Draw, Skill Focus (Barkeep), Skill Focus (Inn Keeper)
Skills Bluff +8, Handle Animal +5,  Intimidate +5,  Knowledge (local) +9, Linguistics +6, Perception +10, Perform (Oratory) +6, Profession (Barkeep) +13, Profession (Inn Keep) +14, Ride +2, Sense Motive +2, Slight of Hand +5
Languages Common, Dwarf, Halfling

If he was a little taller, perhaps his ample belly would be the first thing you would see, however, his short stature ensures that you only see his chest and shaven head above the counter of the bar.  He is usually clean with the exception of a few stains on his apron.  His round face is graced with deep laugh lines and a couple of extra chins.

He thinks of everyone as his friend and welcomes everyone as such.  Filmore is rarely seen out from behind his bar, where he can always be seen washing glasses, bottles, or counter tops while either listening to adventurers stories or retelling those stories to other travelers.

Filmore works with his wife Penny at hisbrother-in-law's tavern in Ocean Dale, the "Open Keg" ever sense their own tavern was razed to the ground by a Goblin raiding party.