Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a sickle on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in the south to a Fisher, Vlorn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fisher.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Lance alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 210 pp. Obsidian (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 obsessed with his god.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. 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: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His golden hair is cut short. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: The child of a Animal Trainer, who enjoyed hunting, Naal was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Naal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40000 cp. Alexandrite (800 gp).