Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bricklayer. He has achieved small success as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1100 gp. Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tan trousers with brown and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has shaved his head bald. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. A true patriot, Aust would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Aust alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: He feels kind of lost in life; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a large white jacket, and he perpetually has his shield ready. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Travok reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Travok fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 pp.