Description: This woman stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She got into the Marshal business at a young age. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her red hair is heavily combed to the right. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Joan was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a grey vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her grey boots flare out at the collars. She carries a battered rapier and tarnished pickaxe as well. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She bought a pickaxe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: He very much looks the part of a Barber, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barber. He tends to his Barber job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.