Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears suspenders and green workpants. Her shirt is blue, and she wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Jeweler born in the past three hundred years. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She tends to her Jeweler job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'9" when asserting herself. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has blue eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 60 gp. Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Calcitro wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: An older man who wears baggy grey pantaloons and a yellow scarf, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Superior lock.