Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Immeral hails from a village terrorized by brigands. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently the stress of being a Mason has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: An older man who is dressed in an above average manner, he is not a threatening figure. He has wavy blue hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Silk rope. 1 Simple lock.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat, marred by sweets. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Paelias hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His dark red hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Valafar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He married young, but lost his spouse to giants. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Valafar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 76. 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 is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fibblestib fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.