Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: He wears just a grey suit. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

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. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He has no hair. 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 fixated on the number 53. 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. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He is a Metallic Dragon in disguise. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and doesn't want to be a cook and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 sp.