Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. His blue hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in the south. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His crest, while still mostly rusty, has prominent grey streaks. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fax does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fax grew up listening to his father's many stories. Fax was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Fax decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 9000 sp. Chrysoprase (20 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak, and carries sais. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is baby faced.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He got into the Doctor business at a young age. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Azgrom grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Azgrom. 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's looking for his big break; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.