Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is a Jackalwere in disguise. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against giants

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is dressed in an above average manner. His golden hair is cut short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An older man who wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Full Plate.

Description: Standing 5'11", this man prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. He wears his orange fur down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Great is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Disease, Insane. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This western man wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His red hair is lengthy. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Trey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 150 pp.