Description: This tall, slender man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his grey robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His childhood dream was to be a Herbalist, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Ruler.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 50 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is dark red, silky, and of moderate length. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Damakos 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His bronze crest is still thick. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Valorean will drive conversation. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Valorean took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Hunter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Beggar, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 800 gp.