Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Patrick alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Forgetful. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He has moderate length golden hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. 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: 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 inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp. Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and nunchakus. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. 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 in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. He has blonde hair. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Sard (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp).