Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: He was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His white crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 80 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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, Halander is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Halander 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and carries shortspears. His red hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Watson was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.