Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'2". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in the west to a Crown-heir, Mozfel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Crown-heir for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has wavy brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 south. He has worked as a Ploughman like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; 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: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school to support his sick mother, and resented it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 sp. Rhodochrosite (4 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise brown.

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 Dwarf in existence. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Marshal but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice, Pacifist, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His purple hair, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: Purson is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; 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

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Malachite (16 gp).