Description: He likes to wear blue tank tops with green pants. His blonde hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Orsik lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A 5'6" western man, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has white eyes and a green hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying west to reunite his family. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue sapphire (400 gp). Coral (140 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. 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 has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: This man is typically in his Weaver uniform. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.