Description: This younger middle-aged man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. 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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His cinnamon fur has been sun bleached extensively. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Cloak was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Miller

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

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is lengthy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker violet hat.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Vlorn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 90 gp.