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 tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Taklinn was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 160 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her black fur is smooth and relatively long. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Kite never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1400 gp. A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (10 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a yellow shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 93. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Anselm grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Anselm. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his blue hair down. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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. Nicor took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2300 sp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.