Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 75. 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 a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Frederick lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Frederick took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 46000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His tied-back hair is red. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 600 gp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: 5'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To be a Body Guard again.

Flaws: Disease, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Black opal (700 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Dean 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. At a young age his mother died while driving off some giants. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in mace use. 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. Dean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp).