Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a red costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Faran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 50 gp.

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 armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. His cinnamon fur is long and unkept. This yellow eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting gnolls, the young Ivellios began to lead the lost caravan. After a long history of fighting, Ivellios and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To be a Bather again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ur-Dag took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.