Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with green pants. He carries a battered mace and tarnished lance as well. His crest is red and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Salasar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fenriz does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Expert school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

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 silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his silver hair down. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Junk Dealer father left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against orcs

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His beige fur has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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: The child of a Weaver, who enjoyed hunting, Quick was taken on many hunting expeditions. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Zykroff embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.