Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. His black hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: The child of a Cartwright, who enjoyed hunting, Patrick was taken on many hunting expeditions. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Patrick was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His ears are large.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Healer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Thervan took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a green vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her green boots flare out at the collars. She wears a colorful flower in her white hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Astaro enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her tan robe. Her hair is brown and very short. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She takes great joy in being the best Crown-heir in town.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She's also a talented Miner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length cinnamon fur. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Flame is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers violet and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered whip and tarnished scythe as well. His silver hair is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vondal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His hair is red and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He has amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Shivering was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a blue coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Bilbron lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Bilbron took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 sp.