Description: An older man who wears a pastel shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and black pants, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Barkeep. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the north to a Barkeep, Gilthur learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Gilthur never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: The child of a Miller, who enjoyed hunting, Snagog was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Snagog was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Snagog and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hobart was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

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: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he prefers to wear flannel. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a red vest and prefers brown and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarion grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarion. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.