Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is white and curly. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Ûshgol enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Ûshgol's homeland. Ûshgol decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ûshgol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple green robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Merihim grew up listening to his father's many stories. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Merihim was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Interpreter profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. After a long history of fighting, Tharivol and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 6'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His copper crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Zedaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 50 gp. Hematite (13 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Travok was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She dresses like a well dressed Adventurer does. She keeps her long red fur kept up in a rat tail. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Adventurer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Adventurer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Adventurer for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (4 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'11". He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Harriet speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1600 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 2 Holy water.