Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 11000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with green slacks. His purple hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He is a Servant first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Servant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Mormo has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes peer out from beneath his top brown hat.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rael fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.