Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and violet robe with the hood down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his white crest in a flapper bob. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting goblins, the young Fax began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a hunchback. His hair is golden and curly. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Cagak took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. Being a Body Guard kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly monstrous two handed axes and hammers. His hair is short and black. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: 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: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a violet coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His blonde hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Wymar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Azurite (8 gp).