Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a pastel shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

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 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ombul took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Senteq is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished hand crossbow as well. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Beloril was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age his mother died while driving off some drow. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in hand crossbow use. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black crest is knotted and matted. His red eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sard (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp).