Description: She is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She has a hunchback. Her brown hair is wavy and long. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears silk and lounges about seductively. She has auburn hair. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Meriele was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 900 sp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak, marred by beers. His hair is short and red. He is baby faced.

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 is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an entirely grey suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the west to a Gardener, Nuraval learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has worked as a Gardener like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has a crush on the local merchant

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Debt, Has a crush. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 280 gp.