Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. He wears his white hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Odorr was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Rose (20 gp). Red spinel (110 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Brewer. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To protect his home; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A 4'1" northern man, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His blonde hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Beloril was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Glassblower, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Servant for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a glassblower again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

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 kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's in love; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 8000 cp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp).