Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. His chestnut hair is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Skak isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses like a well dressed Doctor does. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His childhood dream was to be a Marshal, but he was a colossal failure. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses like a well dressed Sculptor does. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His black hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Military, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Breastplate.