Description: This southern woman typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Finellen is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Finellen has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a blue vest and prefers brown and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has green eyes and a white hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He 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.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is physically well-built. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 20 gp.