Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gormogord does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Sheggen was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 15000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His childhood dream was to be a Apothecary, but he was a colossal failure. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Greethen studied abroad. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Butcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 3'2" and prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his blonde hair down. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. Pallabar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.