Description: This man is very fat, and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp).

Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a Assassin first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Peter was born the youngest of three triplets. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He became a Assassin soon after.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2400 gp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

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 is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Travok lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Junk Dealer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His yellow fur is long and unkept. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. After coming to the age of reason, Sweet took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a grey vest and prefers tan and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He sports a flattop fur cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Skirt studied abroad. A freak accident while working with his Marshal mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Skirt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 120 gp.