Description: 5'0" and muscular, this eastern man wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He takes great joy in being the best Fortune-teller in town.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80 gp.

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 dark leathers with embroidery. His black hair is braided into rings. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morthos grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1700 sp. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: She is in excellent shape and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Average lock.

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a green and red robe with the hood down. She carries a battered dagger and tarnished nunchaku as well. She has wavy black crest. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Savaran lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has worked as a Sellsword like her father before her.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Average lock. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Crowbar.