Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a grey vest and prefers pastel and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: The child of a Bather, who enjoyed hunting, Dabbledob was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Hourglass.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he usually wears his black robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. After months of barely getting by, Altho managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He usually wears his brown robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: Paelias was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Paelias was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's in love

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Broce was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Broce 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. 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 need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 17000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is typically in his Mortician uniform. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Gerald was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 1 Medium magic item.