Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sellsword profession.

History: Ûggû lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, 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 south 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. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His gold crest is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Srorthen alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Srorthen was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Revenge; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jet (160 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Rose (50 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). White pearl (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and black handkerchief worn on his left side. He wears his blonde hair down. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Ur-Dag was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Erevan 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. Erevan 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 140 pp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a hand crossbow on his belt, and is pretty ugly. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 Tiefling in existence. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bathin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.