Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Travok was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 70 gp. Peridot (30 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is physically well-built. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Herbalist again; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair is auburn and curly. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He uses divination through singing.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Howard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His fur is brown and very short. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Silent does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: Standing 6'1", this woman is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has brown hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Antitoxin.