Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with green slacks. He has styled his brass crest well, parting it to the right. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his youth he was a Dilettante, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. He carries a battered mace and tarnished bow as well. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Bertram was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Bertram's homeland. Bertram decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 19000 cp. White pearl (160 gp). Jade (160 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ur-Dag isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Ur-Dag hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Revenge; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Gilthur liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 cp.