Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her white fur is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Nimble hails from a village terrorized by giants. At a young age her father died while driving off some giants. Her mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in sai use. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. 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 Cook. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cook and was forced into it by his family; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 900 gp. Azurite (14 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Jet (110 gp).

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 4'7" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her hair is short and auburn. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. 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, Rosamund is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. She found a children's book about a Half-Elf Warrior who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. 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 she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. After coming to the age of reason, Ar-Kaius took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a weaver again

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 50000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.