Description: He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is physically well-built. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

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. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the west to a Architect, Gimûb learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Bookbinder, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.

Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull green iron scale mail. His red crest is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. 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: He was raised by priests from a young age. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A 2'11" eastern man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Chay was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is dressed in earthy colors with a black and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His head has been shaved. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fallond is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fallond grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 cp.