Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His tied-back hair is brown. He is baby faced.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Henry took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Oriax was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sculptor. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sculptor.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Shamash never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: She wears a grey coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon her head. Her golden hair is lengthy. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Urshar liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.