Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a large white jacket. His chestnut hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ombul took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ombul fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. His hair is short and chestnut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. Her hair is chestnut and curly. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a club on her belt. Her chestnut hair is singed and shortened. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Liftrasa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1300 sp. 4 Thunderstones.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 3'5" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her shortspear with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She hates Gnomes with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She bought a shortspear and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 cp.