Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears white trousers with grey and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 cp. Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Ulfgar was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Lagazi took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.