Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Beast was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Being a Glassblower kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 130 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is red and very short. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Ulfgar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At some point he was captured by brigands and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is dark red and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Damakos abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His bronze crest is still thick. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1200 sp.