Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the north to a Mercenary, Trey learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Interpreter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Drogo hails from a village terrorized by orcs. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur, Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 49. 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 great chef.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His brown hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1800 sp.