Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a black coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His golden hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Torz isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. 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, Torz is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Trag took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Military, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 70000 cp. Black pearl (1400 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Malachite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a brown tunic with green highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her fur is white and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. Skirt 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 has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This eastern woman is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Baker profession.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Miner for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 27000 sp.