Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy red hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born in a small island village. Through the years after Efferil was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Efferil's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a tan collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She uses divination through singing.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black fur is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Cloak took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 sp. Star rose quartz (20 gp).