Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Zâthra took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Shepherd responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His gold crest, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Nadarr 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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 370 pp. Banded agate (9 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Burto fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his nunchaku, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His rusty crest is knotted and matted. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Shedinn will drive conversation. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has achieved small success as a Laborer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.