Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She prefers to wear flannel. Her auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She is baby faced.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gaaki hails from a village terrorized by giants. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His fur is short and brown. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Bertram is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Bertram was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. After coming to the age of reason, Bertram took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp. Coral (40 gp). Eye agate (5 gp).

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scythe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. With bright white hair. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Kristryd is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Kristryd liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 60 pp. Red garnet (120 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp).