Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Jeweler arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Zûmug took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new jeweler responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He takes great joy in being the best Spice Merchant in town.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He struck the Spice Merchant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a white collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ogthrak grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ogthrak. Being a Bookbinder kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This malnourished woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her orange fur is long and unkept. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines copper.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Flame lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.