Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: The child of a Performer, who enjoyed hunting, Ahvain was taken on many hunting expeditions. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His copper crest is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. 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, Gorbundus is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Carpenter business at a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He's also a talented Detective, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: She is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her brown hair is well kept. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. One day when Tordrid was young, her father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her father dropped to the ground dead. Her father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Tordrid was heart-stricken from the event, and her mother started working long hours to provde for them. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has brass crest. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pijjirik grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.