Description: This malnourished man wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Fargas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Fargas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Malachite (12 gp).

Description: He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Barendd took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Brewer.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is silver and curly. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Koeth was born the youngest of three triplets. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Tharivol was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Seamstress, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 sp. Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it and is in decent physical shape. He has done his best to style his white crest to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Gargax was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 cp.