Description: This slender woman stands about 6'7". She wears a black shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and blue pants. Her red crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Savaran hails from a village terrorized by giants. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He uses divination through singing.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Healer. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: To be a Painter again.

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: Hobart hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. When Hobart reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender woman stands about 3'9". She wears a simple brown robe with white stripes complete with hood. With bright blonde hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Farmer and was forced into it by her family; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (70 gp).

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She is portly but not overly obese. Her golden hair is greasy and uncared for. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Ellywick enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ellywick grew up listening to her mother's many stories. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ellywick took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. 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 wants to meet her childhood hero; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 sp.