Description: Standing 3'6", this man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case and is in decent physical shape. His hair is white and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Astar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. 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: He's in love; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 5000 cp. Rose (60 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears skinny pants and wears a brown and tan robe with the hood down. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Marastyr took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and she perpetually has her whip ready. Her silver hair is lengthy. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

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. Through the years after Ahinar was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Ahinar's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spy

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

Possessions: 30 pp.