Description: He is a husky man, who is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Theriatis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Brewer, but he got bored and became a Bookbinder. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to protect his home

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 90 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 80. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Sapply took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (11 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'3" and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His long gray fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 900 pp. Golden pearl (100 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Amber (100 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Jet (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Amber (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.