Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sage. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His green crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Zedaar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Zedaar was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sage. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by sweets. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Dûshrat and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. During her travels, Moon and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Moon discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Moon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a simple red robe with blue stripes complete with hood, and he perpetually has his trident ready. His black hair is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Tod is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sage. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 320 gp.