Description: An older man who dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Simon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Architect, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears a grey coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a shortbow on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his green crest up. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Kerkad speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Kerkad lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barber they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Spy, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a colorful flower in his dark red hair. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 89. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.