Description: This younger middle-aged man tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. Oriax is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Oriax hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Bonds: In love, Attractive, Family, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep green spinel (120 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his purple hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Racist. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tan Stetson hat and tan clothes. His hair is short and red. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Stannor was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. Stannor took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.