Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Nazdûg was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He stands about 3'2" and wears a red tunic with green highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barkeep profession.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Sapply was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Názkûga embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Názkûga was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Názkûga's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp.