Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Whurbin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Whurbin was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Weaver they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Brewer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (13 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has red hair. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was born into a rich family. Emma abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 330 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available she will default to her axe. Her red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Thava was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and many giants want her driven away

Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears professional attire. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Beloril hails from a village terrorized by illithids. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Beloril alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20 gp.