Description: This late middle aged man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 17000 sp. Sard (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Pink diamond (4000 gp). Emerald (900 gp). Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple black robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He keeps his black fur in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is a Ploughman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He tends to his Ploughman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 50 gp. Azurite (6 gp).

Description: He wears professional attire. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stableman work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stableman work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a violet vest and prefers black and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. After coming to the age of reason, Namfoodle took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp.