Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. He wears his black hair down. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Dayereth alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is still thick. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Debt. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with pastel pants, and he perpetually has his morningstar ready. He has black hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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 mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Valafar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Valafar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

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. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.