Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. He has shaved his head bald. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Shane is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic, PTSD. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered red stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Manfred grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Manfred was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Manfred decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a green tunic with black highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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, Diggory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp).

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Kyle 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... His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barber arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 800 sp.