Description: He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Bork's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Bork abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to be a bather again

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is wearing a long, yellow cloak. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length chestnut hair. She has a dull look in her gray eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. 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 wracked by social anxiety; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Debt. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This man wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his silver hair up. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sai, just in case. Her blue hair is still thick. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Tailor. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.