Description: He tends to wear a large black jacket. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Olrok was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Commoner who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His brass crest is thinning but still full. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Arannis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new adventurer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His red crest is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Hirrathak was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 pp. Hematite (4 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.