Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He has gray eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Adventurer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Adventurer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Adventurer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Clerebold liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. Rose (70 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 5000 sp.