Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Pelaios was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has lavender fur. His eyes are yellow and beady.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Smoking was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Roofer. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks. His gold crest is heavily combed to the left. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quarethon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His orange fur, when down, is lengthy. His yellow eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Moon was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mortician. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Violet garnet (1000 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Pink diamond (2000 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).