Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Norsko grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and half-orc compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy violet suit. He carries a battered shield and tarnished longsword as well. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vlorn studied abroad. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barrister.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, In love. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Gold music box (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of opal and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His copper crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp.