Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His gold crest is long and unkept. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Torinn is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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 was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sculptor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new sculptor responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is braided into rings. 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 hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Dabbledob hails from a village terrorized by giants. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Dabbledob alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Thamior hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 260 gp. Star ruby (400 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears brown trousers with green and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Calcitro hails from a village terrorized by drow. 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. Calcitro took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a red scarf. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Mason, but he got bored and became a Sculptor. He struck the Sculptor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1100 gp.