Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: Dayereth was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Map Maker, but he was a colossal failure. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She is physically well-built. Her silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Rezena took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor she uses now. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is dressed in a clean black cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her chestnut hair is well kept. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and dwarven compassion

Flaws: Racist, Fearful, Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 30 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, tan shirt, and brown tie. He has moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Stylist father left him crippled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Stylist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 30 pp.