Description: He usually wears his green robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Gennal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Guardian, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 6'5", this man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has styled his rusty crest well, parting it to the right. His red eyes peer out from beneath his broad violet hat.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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, Rhogar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rhogar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His copper crest is matted, messy, and big. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Bharash lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Slave Trader, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His tied-back hair is white. He has blue eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A true patriot, Fulbar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.