Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is dressed in an above average manner. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Roland was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Roland was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Human compassion; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Adelard hails from a village terrorized by goblins. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adelard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He carries with him a set of shields on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His red hair is still thick. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: Everard was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.