Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tan coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. Naeris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: 4'8" and muscular, this southern woman is typically in her Barrister uniform. Her cinnamon fur is long and unkept. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Barrister. She became a Barrister soon after.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Barrister responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. 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: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her red hair is thinning but still full. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A gifted student she started as a Miller, but she got bored and became a Sellsword. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.