Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Bulzo was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Brewer. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 sp. Hematite (7 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His auburn hair is lengthy. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 19. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gifted student he started as a Interpreter, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Slave, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears a colorful flower in his copper crest. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. During his travels, Pandjed and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Pandjed discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Pandjed fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 110 gp. Black pearl (300 gp).