Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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, Druuk is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Guard for hire.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

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. Galinndan was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Crown-heir. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears dull yellow sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed mace, just in case. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her brown hair is knotted and matted. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has a very tight haircut. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Maiathah will drive conversation. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing dancing.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying north to reunite her family. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She is wearing a long, green cloak. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Doctor but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered music. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.