Description: He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gifted student he started as a Slave Trader, but he got bored and became a Dyer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. His blue hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The war was a terrible time for him, and Bathin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Bathin was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: She got into the Mortician business at a young age. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered writing. She became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and many giants want her driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Standing 6'10", this man wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar. He wears his yellow fur up. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.