Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and green pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Beloril is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Shipwright, his father struggled to pay the bills. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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, Carrie is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Jet (140 gp).

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She dresses like a well dressed Laborer does. Her red hair is knotted and matted. She has gray eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Mardnab was born the youngest of three triplets. Mardnab liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 60 gp. Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her brass crest is still thick. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for her, and Jezean does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Born in the east to a Fletcher, Jezean learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When Jezean reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.

Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 sp. Hematite (12 gp).