Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is brown and curly. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Theobald lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with his Shipwright father left him crippled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and is typically in his Soapmaker uniform. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Lewis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered giants who tried to eat his hand. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a fancy red suit. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Dean speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Dean took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stylist.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born into a rich family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist, Greedy. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20000 cp. Eye agate (4 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is knotted and matted. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His first spouse was a Layabout, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Engraver for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp).