Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tan coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Selfish, Impulsive, Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears just a violet suit. His white hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and human compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and is pretty ugly. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, and he perpetually has his flail ready. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. 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 an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Cory studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 10000 cp. Deep green spinel (130 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).