Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His black crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Hirrathak was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Hirrathak's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Soapmaker. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ûkbûk took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Mugrunden was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: To be a Cartwright again.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Foxilon was born with his father's beautiful face. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 sp.