Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Ozyman took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). 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 grey and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit men.

History: He was born into a rich family. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is an amazing painter.

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 went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. During his travels, Orthog and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Orthog discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Orthog fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 sp. Citrine (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Born to a Dyer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spy hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He tends to his Spy job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.