Description: This tall, slender man likes to wear grey tank tops with brown pants. His gray fur is matted, messy, and big. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Merchant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a carter again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he likes to wear black tank tops with brown pants. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Ar-Pratu was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His red hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born in the north. Gimurt was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mortician. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Rich, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.