Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He keeps his gray fur in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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, Flame is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Flame 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 Flame. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His purple hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his black eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, marred by sweets. He has a very tight haircut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in the south. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His brown hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his axe. His blue hair, when down, is lengthy. His fierce white eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Zephan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.