Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of whips, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Tod was born with his father's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tod fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length lavender fur. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She uses divination through singing.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. After a long history of fighting, Emerald and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Olunt reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has worked as a Doctor like his father before him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to be a bellfounder again

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 sp. Tourmaline (60 gp).

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 wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Fistula's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. During her travels, Fistula and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Fistula discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Fistula fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 340 gp.