Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. A true patriot, Altho would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shoemaker. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new shoemaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 6'2" eastern man, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears a colorful flower in his beige fur. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dynamic studied abroad. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: He wants to get laid; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly glaives and greataxes. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Lance was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Lance decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Lance was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and many orcs want him driven away

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Zircon (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His brown hair is still thick. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gildmak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp.