Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Bertram was born with his father's beautiful face. Bertram 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. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. He has wavy auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Aldous was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his spear ready. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a Adventurer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Gomory took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. 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. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Average lock.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Baker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Baker. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Average lock.