Description: This western man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His clothes are grease stained in places. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: The child of a Barrister, who enjoyed hunting, Kiirith was taken on many hunting expeditions. Kiirith 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and doesn't want to be a detective and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Emotional, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, green shirt, and brown tie. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Beatrice wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: Beatrice was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Beatrice alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Beatrice was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished halberd as well. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mogg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the south to a Bellfounder, Trey learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Trey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 110 gp. Jet (110 gp).