Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a very tight haircut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Nazû is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Peridot (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Jade (60 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is red and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Oriax took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He became a Spy soon after.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Kairon 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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has worked as a Barber like his mother before him.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 230 gp.