Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and is pretty ugly. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Oren was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Oren's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oren 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: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

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 is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 7000 sp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (10 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Arumawann 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. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and clubs. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a great chef.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with tan slacks. He is physically well-built. He has chestnut hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson red hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Cook kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Mundane, Lazy, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Jet (100 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.