Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in a small island village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her brown fur is thinning but still full. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: This woman loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Silent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Kilvar hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and revenge

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 80 gp. Golden pearl (110 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Alvyn wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Druid, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Alvyn was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 3100 sp. Blue quartz (12 gp).