Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Tharivol was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Tharivol has worked very hard to control his curse. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Bather

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. He wears his auburn hair up. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His bronze crest is singed and shortened. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful, Disease. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 23000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with blue slacks. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Hatae reached her early adolescence her Elf 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. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp.