Description: He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His rusty crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mehen studied abroad. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 11000 gp. Sard (70 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished sai as well. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kelter's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Kelter was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Damakos was born on a far southern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Soapmaker. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His hair is short and red. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: This man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brass crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Srorthen 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 moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. A silver and pearl hairclip (20 gp).