Description: He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Aldous took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter 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: He was born in the east. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears long strands of emerald and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Trey hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Trey enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Trey alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2100 sp. Malachite (15 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Jet (40 gp).