Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and carries bastard swords. His crest is cut close to his head. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Direcris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He takes great joy in being the best Laborer in town.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He became a Laborer soon after.

Motivation: He is greedy; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: 4'8" and muscular, this western woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: She was born into a rich family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears a violet vest and prefers yellow and tan shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'6" when asserting herself. Her brown hair is wavy and long. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the west. Through the years after Vorka was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Vorka's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 160 gp.