Description: He stands about 6'10" and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has done his best to style his purple hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Mamnen has worked very hard to control his curse. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100000 cp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (900 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents enrolled him in a Commoner school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears skinny pants and wears a tan and black robe with the hood down. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. He has silver eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Being a Server kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely tan suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.