Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Ar-Baruk was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Apothecary. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 700 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 7 Acid flasks. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thorpe was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is silver and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 43. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Nutae alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2200 sp.