Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his right hand. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Thomas was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Courier for hire.

Motivation: He is greedy; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 3000 sp. Sard (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His red hair is singed and shortened. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 44. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Cressel and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He is portly but not overly obese. His crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Medrash lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 9000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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 the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.