Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is short and red. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His first spouse was a Marshal, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Weaver and was forced into it by his family; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he usually wears his grey robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is content

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, marred by teas. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the north. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his bow ready. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

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