Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. 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: Money/treasure; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He usually wears his grey robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Balimaar will drive conversation. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 5000 sp. Coral (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and revenge

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She is an epitome of beauty. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Hadwisa was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. She became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 gp.