Description: This man is very fat, and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and balancing his hectic life and new scribe responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His tied-back hair is red. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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 the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Percival speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, In love, Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Richard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Richard was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His tied-back hair is golden. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the north. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.