Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His black hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Rûg was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Rûg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Bonds: Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He got into the Laborer business at a young age. Erdan 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Theobald was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is a Masseuse first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Uraim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Masseuse.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He usually wears his black robe and has his falchion always slung over his shoulder. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.