Description: This light-skinned male wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a mace on his belt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40000 sp.

Description: He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His brown hair is braided into rings. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Thomas wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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 into a rich family. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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 feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bellfounder profession.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a white tunic with brown highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is an epitome of beauty. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: Solomon was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He worked as a nervous Stylist and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an entirely blue suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lewis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He found a children's book about a Human Fighter who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. During his travels, Lewis and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Lewis discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Lewis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.