Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is typically in his Weaver uniform. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Weaver.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with red colored cloaks and clothing. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. 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 kukri.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 sp. Onyx (70 gp).

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. Her brown hair is long and unkept. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Vanchu lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 sp.