Description: He stands about 3'3" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is cut short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates goblins. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the east were limited. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 4'0", this man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is long and golden with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Oskar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: She dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with yellow slacks. She carries with her a set of maces on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. In her youth she was a Fisher, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fistula fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Joker. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 20 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp).