Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has wavy black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Mûglûk was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a fancy white suit. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Pelaios alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits and sputters

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

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Many orcs want him driven away.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an entirely brown suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Vlorn lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Vlorn 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. Vlorn decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. 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 is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is greedy

Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Banded mail.