Description: This man is very fat, and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has shaved his head bald. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Dreali has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 50000 cp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Amethyst (50 gp).

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 Elf in existence. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dreali grew up listening to his father's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (500 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Emerald (1600 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears professional attire. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. His brown hair is braided into rings. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1500 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. The war was a terrible time for him, and Raer does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raer was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 sp. 3 Thunderstones. 5 Acid flasks. 3 Antitoxin.