Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears baggy violet pantaloons and a brown scarf. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vanuath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man tends to wear a large tan jacket and is in decent physical shape. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a Marshal, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Seamstress hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and balancing his hectic life and new seamstress responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His silver crest is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Direcris hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Direcris was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Direcris decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and 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: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears grey trousers with tan and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the south. 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. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1900 sp.