Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Odorr reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is content

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a grey shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant silver.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He takes great joy in being the best Sculptor in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sculptor.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His head has been shaved. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He works hard and plays hard.

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 athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 sp. Cloth of gold vestments (90 gp).