Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. 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 believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shipwright arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Andram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Great was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 11000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Fivin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Lazy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He wears his brown hair up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of a Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Rimmon was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Rimmon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Locksmith for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Moss agate (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Rose (80 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. His hair is short and chestnut. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Sammal was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 sp.