Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Jacoba took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He wears a green collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His black crest is braided into rings. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Vlorn is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.