Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Ratlûg was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a Baker soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Backpack.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears an entirely black suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has done her best to style her black hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are red and beady.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. To her fellows she 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: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. Phelaia liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it; and many dire rats want her driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has moderate length rusty crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sword use. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 sp.