Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His fur is cut close to his head. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was taken from his home at a very young age. After a long history of fighting, Art and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 15000 sp. Pink pearl (90 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a green tunic with black highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. His white hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: The child of a Assassin, who enjoyed hunting, Pallabar was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Pallabar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a violet shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes peer out from beneath his top violet hat.

Personality: Zook speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Zook was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Guard. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His fur is cut close to his head. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold music box (2000 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His crest is cut close to his head. He has red eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).