Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He usually wears his pastel robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. He has wavy golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hogar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Azurite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and tan robe with the hood down. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 pp. Sard (80 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He has shaved his head bald. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Shaká was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Shaká alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His black hair is lengthy. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Foxilon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.