Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His head has been shaved. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Namfoodle took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Erdan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Erdan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears professional attire. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Percival 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 is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of a Interpreter, who enjoyed hunting, Percival was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is content

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has wavy auburn hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp.