Description: He tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of quarterstaffs on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Ranger who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is auburn and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: Mûg was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a bastard sword on her belt. She carries with her a set of bastard swords, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears her red hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and she perpetually has her lance ready. She has slicked back red hair. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Vistra hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her music career. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Born in the east to a Shoemaker, Vistra learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.