Description: He is lean but muscular and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his silver hair up. 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 not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Detective they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Slave Trader, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 350 gp. Blue quartz (13 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a white shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His green crest is lengthy. His eyes are red.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Valorean was born with his mother's beautiful face. His childhood dream was to be a Spy, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new tanner responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vrondiss does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vrondiss studied abroad. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Duergath and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Duergath discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Duergath fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered lance and tarnished sai as well. His red fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Right-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.