Description: He is lean but muscular and wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Karash was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. A true patriot, Gubu would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Gubu was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Slave Trader work with an outfit from a few towns over. Slave Trader work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to be a merchant again

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Her scarlet crest, when down, is lengthy. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for her, and Aasathra does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Shoemaker arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Aasathra reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. Zircon (80 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Jet (110 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 cp.