Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His black hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 140 gp. Citrine (20 gp).

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears long strands of amber and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Pogranix was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and money/treasure

Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 120 gp. Obsidian (6 gp).

Description: She tends to wear a large brown jacket. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She got into the Gardener business at a young age. 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. Gillyd took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe 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: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 110 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has golden hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Nybarg never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1200 gp. Amber (150 gp). Jade (150 gp). Black opal (600 gp).