Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Fabien was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Hunter. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Fabien was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has dyed his greying copper crest a little too much giving a sharp copper color. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a green scarf, and carries shields. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. This silver eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Masseuse profession.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jasper (50 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carpenter born in the past three hundred years. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carpenter for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to be a soapmaker again

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp.