Description: She wears a red shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 2'10" when asserting herself. Her black hair is still thick. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Olivia's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Gifted from a young age, Olivia studied abroad. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a green small hat and green clothes. He sports a flattop crest cut. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 gp. Citrine (50 gp). Amber (80 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Jade (80 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Pink diamond (2000 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his gray fur in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a great chef.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Sun took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Ralf hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a black deerstalker hat and black clothes. His silver crest has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born in the west. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1500 gp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Sard (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this western woman wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her white hair is wavy and long. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His gray fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are yellow and beady.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Pelt 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'10" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sculptor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's in love; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.