Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his blue hair down. His white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Morthos embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 2'11" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She wears her blonde hair up. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Myria was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Expand her business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is short and red. His black eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Amnon was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Layabout. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 170 gp.