Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

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. A freak accident while working with his Unemployed father left him crippled. 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; and revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Bookbinder business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bookbinder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bookbinder work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 3100 gp. Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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 the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Hobart liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Amethyst (100 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Red spinel (100 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. He has blonde hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Koeth reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

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 refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born in the south. His parents enrolled him in a Expert school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 7000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.