Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His black crest is long and unkept. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Tarhun was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zook fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'2". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and his gloved hand is found clutching a kukri. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dimble took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism. Bonds: Military, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.