Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in the south. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10 pp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull green iron scale mail. He has blue crest. He has red eyes and a grey hat with a green feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He has no hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a Baker, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mormo was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 sp. Iolite (40 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Krimmon was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Guard

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'5". He wears professional attire. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Fallond will drive conversation. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Slave Trader but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Fallond was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Extrovert, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 7000 cp.