Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 20 pp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has wavy chestnut hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When Ralf reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he very much looks the part of a Guard. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Guard born in the past three hundred years. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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. Simon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to be a marshal again

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp.