Description: This man tends to wear a large black jacket. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's also a talented Bounty Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 6000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Jabbie is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Jabbie was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jabbie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has no hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Grigi was born the youngest of three triplets. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Grigi grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Grigi. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Farmer they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Apothecary, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and carries hammers. Her golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Born in the east to a Bowyer, Felosial learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Felosial 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 bought a hammer and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.