Description: 4'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Thoradin hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Thoradin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp. Amber (130 gp). Jade (130 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Ploughman. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 17000 sp. Amethyst (110 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he likes to wear yellow tank tops with brown pants, and is pretty ugly. His tied-back hair is red. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His white fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady yellow eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Skirt reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Skirt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 sp. Fire opal (1500 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp).