Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Anverth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His long orange fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Spring 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 was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Military, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Harbek lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Mason. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this eastern man dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Ruler. He has achieved small success as a Ruler.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp).