Description: He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair, while still mostly dark red, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

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 to end his boredom

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 gp. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his white eyes.

Personality: Valafar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her hair is short and black. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Prosperine alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 50 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to protect his home

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 330 gp. 4 Acid flasks.