Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Drogo was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 27000 sp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a green wide-brimmed hat and green clothes. His hair is short and white. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Shoemaker. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born in the north. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull blue iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Recently the stress of being a Dyer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.