Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 80. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Chay took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion.

Flaws: Addict, Racist, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a green costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Merchant, but he got bored and became a Shipwright. He struck the Shipwright job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Bowyer father left him crippled. 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.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Acid flasks. 2 Antitoxin. 4 Smokesticks.