Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His bronze crest is lengthy. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Revenge; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: This malnourished man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is auburn and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Beiro liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is typically in his Spice Merchant uniform. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Unemployed again; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears professional attire. His fur, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Left-Handed speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

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 obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Pâsh was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

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

Possessions: 11000 cp.