Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 gp. Moss agate (4 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Alexandre grew up listening to his father's many stories. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This malnourished man wears tattered old clothes. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. 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 in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When Patrick reached his early adolescence his Human father 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. 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. Patrick 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a club on his belt. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 27000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great joy in being the best Armorer in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Tim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Jade (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire.