Description: He stands about 6'6" and likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has styled his gold crest well, parting it to the right. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Marshal for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is cut short. He has gray eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

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. Rurik abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 5000 cp.

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 tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His white fur is lengthy. His fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". He very much looks the part of a Navigator, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. He has moderate length scarlet crest. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1700 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).