Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Arumawann was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Arumawann has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arumawann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He stands about 3'2" and wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a violet costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 210 gp. White pearl (160 gp).