Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Miles took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 40 gp. Jet (150 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his black hair down. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 90 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp).

Description: This western man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has purple hair. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Mormo was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Courier. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Valanthe speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Gifted, Fighting. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. Her chestnut hair is still thick. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When Vola reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 360 gp.