Description: This younger middle-aged man has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His beige fur is thinning but still full. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a Actor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Farmer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Bonds: In love, Poor, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 sp. Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Erias was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has worked as a Soapmaker like his father before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He stands about 6'7" and is wearing a long, black cloak. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is cut close to his head. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born in the east. Forcas was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Scribe. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This man is dressed in an above average manner, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her yellow robe. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her painting with anyone who is interested.

History: Dariff hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Her first spouse was a Barrister, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 290 gp.