Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her green crest is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. After a long history of fighting, Synthrin and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1700 sp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his white hair down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. His tied-back hair is brown. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Standing 6'6", this woman wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her crest is cut close to her head. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Sailor for the past few years.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she has a crush on the local masseuse

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 sp.