Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Hunter was born with his mother's beautiful face. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a yellow vest and prefers green and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is white and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: Igden is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Igden alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a nunchaku on his belt. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Ploughman business.

History: Horhog was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Horhog fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His orange fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Right-Handed was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and violet robe with the hood down. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Broce reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (15 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp).