Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a green coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. He keeps his brown fur in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Three's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Three was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Masseuse. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Gorbundus and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 11000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Jet (100 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple yellow robe with white stripes complete with hood. He has moderate length blonde hair. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.