Description: Standing 5'1", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Lewis was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy scarlet crest. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 60. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Valorean is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Valorean was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Valorean was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Valorean decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is black and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Golm took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.