Description: 6'1" and muscular, this eastern man wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of opal and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: Alex was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and revenge

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Crowbar. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Superior lock.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 3'3" and muscular, this southern man wears a yellow tunic with red highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Jak has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Selfish. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Malachite (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Beloril wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.