Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Uthemar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 Detective. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Detective for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Secretive, Selfish, PTSD, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Horhog 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. She carries with her a set of bastard swords on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. Her brown hair is lengthy. Her black eyes peer out from beneath her top black hat.

Personality: Phelaia wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. In her 13th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Phelaia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.