Description: He has a missing left leg. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Gennal was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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's repulsed by the PC; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 4000 gp. Hematite (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Rose (60 gp). Amber (120 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His blonde hair is cut short. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a Miller, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Hadarai was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Expand his business; and many orcs want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a white collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, white shirt, and brown tie. His hair is auburn and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Actor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Actor again.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Riardon was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.