Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Skoth hails from a village terrorized by giants. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Locksmith. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 19000 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has blue eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Gomory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. He has dyed his greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 120 pp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Black pearl (500 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in an above average manner. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ur-Dag abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.