Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has moderate length orange fur. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Kite hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of a Bounty Hunter, who enjoyed hunting, Anthony was taken on many hunting expeditions. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a Sailor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Stannor was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mayor. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Stannor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. 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 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Rrath is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.