Description: A 5'3" eastern man, he wears a fancy tan suit. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bruz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. The war was a terrible time for him, and Elaim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Elaim reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 7000 cp. Solid gold idol (600 gp).

Description: Standing 6'5", this man prefers to wear flannel. He sports a flattop hair cut. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 Gardener. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 900 gp. Banded agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears just a brown suit. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Zook hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ahvain grew up listening to his father's many stories. Ahvain 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Half-Plate.