Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Jocelyn 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. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miner.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears professional attire. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He got into the Glassblower business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Glassblower job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants 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. 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 his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has no hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Percival is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. 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, Robert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Robert alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.