Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Gimgen was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is brown and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Mâku was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Ploughman. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50000 cp. Black pearl (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Occupation: Server

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 3'11" western man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His tied-back hair is silver. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He uses divination through singing.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. During his travels, Taklinn and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Taklinn discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Taklinn fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Holy water.