Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears his blonde hair down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and doesn't want to be a fletcher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'4". He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barber profession.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants his loneliness to end

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 160 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is a great chef.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather and is in decent physical shape. His hair is chestnut and very short. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Jocelyn took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp.