Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He keeps his rusty crest in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Fax took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1600 gp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Sard (60 gp). White opal (700 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 7. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Immeral lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 900 sp. Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This dark-skinned male dresses like a well dressed Crown-heir does. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Crown-heir for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a farmer again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hammers and shortbows. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. His parents enrolled him in a Barbarian school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to be a bowyer again

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 pp. White pearl (90 gp). Coral (90 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a white Stetson hat and white clothes. He has no hair. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1500 sp.