Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Valafar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Meriele abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear brown tank tops with green pants. His fur, while still mostly yellow, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Left-Handed embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. In his 20th 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. After a long history of fighting, Left-Handed and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He keeps his rusty crest in a flapper bob. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Valorean lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Valorean liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He tends to his Knight job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich western family. Thamior was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Soapmaker. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 20 pp.