Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. He wears his black hair down. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Oriax liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and doesn't want to be a spice merchant and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 60 pp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Coral (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but she was a colossal failure. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Interpreter again; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Rose (20 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Citrine (20 gp).

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly quarterstaffs and whips. She has slicked back brown hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 26000 cp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. She has wavy chestnut hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Born in the north to a Fletcher, Myria learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the left. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Unemployed profession.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Server. She's also a talented Unemployed, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing her hectic life and new server responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.