Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears long strands of amber and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has chestnut hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 cp. Tourmaline (120 gp).

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a Butcher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Paymon was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Paymon's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He became a Farmer soon after.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar, and carries scimitars. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Peridot (40 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Stannor was born with his mother's beautiful face. After coming to the age of reason, Stannor took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 90 gp. Jet (40 gp).