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. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

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. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beloril fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Gerald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1100 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 600 pp. Red spinel (60 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He has dyed his greying copper crest a little too much giving a sharp copper color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Direcris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Lazy, Ugly. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 9000 sp. Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.