Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. After coming to the age of reason, Crampernap took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Crampernap was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (50 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He has done his best to style his purple hair to look like a famous performer. His white eyes peer out from beneath his top pastel hat.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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, Marbas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Animal Trainer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Server. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Server work with an outfit from a few towns over. Server work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are violet and beady.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Everard was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Everard decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Dilettante 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: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 10000 cp.