Description: 6'3" and muscular, this eastern man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Shamash's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After a long history of fighting, Shamash and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a white broad hat and white clothes. His hair is black and very short. He is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is a Doppelganger in disguise. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. During his travels, Dûgz and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Dûgz discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Dûgz fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Miller born in the past three hundred years. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Jade (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thamior isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 pp. Red garnet (50 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Rose (50 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Eiravel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Thunderstones. 1 Antitoxin.