Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear tan tank tops with pastel pants. His hair is brown and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 Half-Orc in existence. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A 6'5" southern man, he is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. He has dyed his greying black fur a little too much giving a sharp black color. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has taken up work as a Blacksmith and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Violet garnet (900 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Emerald (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'1" when asserting himself. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 70 pp. Eye agate (6 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp).

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Corkitron hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Corkitron fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).