Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Dûsh was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dûsh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 15000 sp.

Description: An older man who wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, he is not a threatening figure. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Thrak was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 pp. Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Jade (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears blue trousers with white and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is golden and curly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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, Feng is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Feng learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Wymar 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

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: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.