Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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, Trey is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trey 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. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Tim lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is long and black with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. 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 intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying south to reunite his family. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Justin was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 24. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born into a rich family. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a white scarf. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp.