Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Dûshrat was born the youngest of three triplets. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Purson grew up listening to his father's many stories. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2000 cp. Jade (60 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'1" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. Her hair is long and red with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small red clips. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.

Personality: Gynnie speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Gynnie took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor she uses now. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 sp.