Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He has a hunchback. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears baggy white pantaloons and a tan scarf. He has a hunchback. His head has been shaved. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fletcher profession.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To be a Fletcher again; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Weaver mother left him crippled. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.