Description: This man wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Solomon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Solomon was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her red hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Unemployed born in the past three hundred years. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: The child of a Armorer, who enjoyed hunting, Kasdeya was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She tends to her Unemployed job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his blonde hair up. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Foxilon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, In love. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 7000 sp.