Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a great chef.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Raer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, In love, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Malachite (6 gp). Jet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears professional attire. His hair is black and curly. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He takes great joy in being the best Baker in town.

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He's also a talented Map Maker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. He has moderate length brown hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. 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 is greedy; and he wants revenge against giants

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Job, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 8 Acid flasks. 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is cut short. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Glim was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Stylist. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 44000 sp. 1 Backpack. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He usually wears his brown robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his red hair up. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; 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: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp.