Description: This malnourished man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His red hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Oren was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 pp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: 5'7" and muscular, this northern man wears long strands of aquamarine and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: This malnourished woman wears a tan vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her tan boots flare out at the collars. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 27000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'4". She wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings, and her gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. Her brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Gifted from a young age, Zagga studied abroad. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is long and white with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Morgran 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. A true patriot, Morgran would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1700 sp.