Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a black suit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Feng 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: Opinionated, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of opal and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Entrepeneur, Logical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a green vest and prefers black and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His red hair is long and unkept. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Folgûm was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 600 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'2". He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people.

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tan trousers with red and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frug does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). 1 Half-Plate.