Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fancy black suit. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Tûmûg liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple white robe with red stripes complete with hood, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Ozyman never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 130 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: This late middle aged woman has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe and is in decent physical shape. Her auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Servant. She has achieved small success as a Servant.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 120 gp.