Description: He is a mite stocky and wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Oskar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Actor, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Knight for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Actor again; 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: Artistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, red shirt, and white tie. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Hematite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with red slacks. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His dark red hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are a pleasant black.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Soapmaker. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 50 pp. Blue quartz (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 9. 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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His blonde hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. 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: Rolen was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.