Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a axe on his belt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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. Ar-Baruk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Andram is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His black crest is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Mehen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Masseuse. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush, Guardian. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

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

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Nicor was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Detective, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 3'5" and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Frouse was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Frouse was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Frouse's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Frouse and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 9000 cp.