Description: 4'10" and muscular, this southern man dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is white and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Erevan has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. He has shaved his head bald. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He got into the Crown-heir business at a young age. When Vanuath reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He has styled his purple hair well, parting it to the left. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gold eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.