Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His hair is short and red. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Travok is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a great chef.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Travok was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Iolite (50 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears dull green sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a great chef.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (90 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy orange fur. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He has a hunchback. He has wavy orange fur. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a blue tunic with brown highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is physically well-built. His orange fur is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Edge does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Edge was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 900 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'7". He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a lance. His fur is cut close to his head. His eyes are yellow.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pelt does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When Pelt reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 70 pp. Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.