Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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 his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely tan suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is cut short. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. The war was a terrible time for him, and Godfrey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Godfrey studied abroad. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 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 brown ritualistic tattoos. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak, marred by sweets. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the west to a Blacksmith, Don learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp.