Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Norsko alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is physically well-built. His hair is white and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Heian was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Heian 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 Heian. 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 will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 90 pp. Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Jade (40 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available she will default to her shortbow. Her golden hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Hlin enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Hlin was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mortician. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is physically well-built. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Baelitae took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.