Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a sword on his belt. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Mogg was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Leucis has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Being a Bowyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 5000 cp.