Description: 6'6" and muscular, this northern man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His red hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Oriax liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 6000 cp. Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His fur, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has black hair. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and doesn't want to be a butcher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: She stands about 3'11" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her auburn hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Jarana grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Jarana. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 380 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Jet (80 gp). 1 Everburning torch.