Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with black slacks. He has shaved his head bald. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He got into the Priest business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Mason, but he got bored and became a Priest. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Clerebold was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To be a Mason again.

Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 1. 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. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Anselm grew up listening to his father's many stories. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Blacksmith and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and tan pants. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished hammer as well. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Joker. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. Gilbert is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He became a Unemployed soon after.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Disguise kit. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Masterwork manacles.