Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, tan shirt, and green tie. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Clerebold was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (15 gp).

Description: He usually wears his green robe and has his sickle always slung over his shoulder. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has no hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents were killed by orcs in a raid when he was still a young child. The orcs captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.