Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a axe on his belt, and carries axes. His white fur is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age his mother died while driving off some illithids. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in axe use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Left-Handed was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2600 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is chestnut and very short. His ears are large.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He keeps his blue hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When Melech reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Military, In love. Occupation: Servant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: Heian hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His first spouse was a Sculptor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. 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: A deep hatred of orcs; and revenge

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He has blue eyes and a grey hat with a white feather.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ombul will drive conversation. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in the west to a Tailor, Ombul learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When Ombul reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tailor.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.