Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe, and carries monstrous two handed axes. His fur is gray and very short. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: Great was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 struck the Fisher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1500 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1700 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears an entirely yellow suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Crown-heir profession.

History: Born in the west to a Sculptor, Lamlis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Sculptor. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sculptor for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1200 gp. Rich purple corundum (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Oriax was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Barkeep. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.