Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a fancy black suit. His red crest is still thick. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Patrin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Patrin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Bilbron hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has no hair. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. The war was a terrible time for her, and Valanthe does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Valanthe hails from a village terrorized by giants. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a simple pastel robe with brown stripes complete with hood. She has done her best to style her orange fur to look like a famous performer. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 gp. Peridot (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.