Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a white shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Târz lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and doesn't want to be a carpenter and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

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 found a children's book about a Dwarf Ranger who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barrister. Her auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She hates orcs. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Eran was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 30 gp. Smoky quartz (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 a brown cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. She sports a flattop fur cut. Her eyes are yellow.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull black sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. His bronze crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 110 gp.