Description: This man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is white and curly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born to a Farmer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Krûk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. His fur is short and cinnamon. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: River is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Standing 5'5", this woman prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Leshanna was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Standing 4'1", this woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Hlin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her parents were killed by gnolls in a raid when she was still a young child. The gnolls captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and many gnolls want her driven away

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: She prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 41. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.