Description: He usually wears his red robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder, and he perpetually has his whip ready. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Cloak lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 gp. Carnelian (60 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ralf isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in the north to a Healer, Ralf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Weaver. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Zûmug was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Kothûg hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist, Greedy. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 6000 sp. Peridot (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).