Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Shedinn hails from a village terrorized by goblins. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Shedinn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'4" when asserting himself. His hair is blonde and very short. His eyes are blue and beady.

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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Thorin was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Thorin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are black and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Cressel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Cressel was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 90. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Damakos was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Carter and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Butcher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Butcher; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 5000 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.