Description: This malnourished man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pirate accent

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 dressed in earthy colors with a violet and green handkerchief worn on her left side. Her red hair is greasy and uncared for. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is a Scribe first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Oriel is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She's also a talented Bather, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears just a black suit. He keeps his long dark red hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 110 gp. Jet (140 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp).

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Mumpena was born with her mother's beautiful face. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Carnelian (20 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He usually wears his tan robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder, marred by sweets. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 280 gp.