Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and carries hammers. Her golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Born in the east to a Bowyer, Felosial learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Felosial liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a hammer and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers yellow and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is physically well-built. His rusty crest is lengthy. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Quarethon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Quarethon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 20 gp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His tied-back hair is brown. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 190 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (50 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He usually wears his grey robe and has his hammer always slung over his shoulder, marred by teas. His hair is golden and curly. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 320 gp.