Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears professional attire. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Heward hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. His childhood dream was to be a Brewer, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a spear, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Wymar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Wymar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Mortician and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Banded agate (4 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He sports a flattop hair cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (6 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Iolite (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green broad hat and green clothes. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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, Rolf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp).