Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is auburn and very short. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Farmer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Percival alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and revenge

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a pastel vest and prefers black and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He struck the Glassblower job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Glassblower responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Hematite (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Secretive, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Geoffrey was born with his father's beautiful face. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Human compassion; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Superior lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.