Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Stannor was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Performer for hire.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a green cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born into a rich family. His first spouse was a Soapmaker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. Because her mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her father from journeying south to reunite her family. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Banded agate (12 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She has a missing left arm. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. She has a dull look in her brown eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Bardryn hails from a village terrorized by giants. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.