Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly swords and crossbows. His hair is short and golden. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1700 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hammers and kukris. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Tharivol was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 80000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are brown and beady.

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 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Gennal took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 sp. Onyx (30 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. He carries a battered halberd and tarnished trident as well. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. 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 make people angry or surprised. 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, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Erevan took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small violet hat.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, PTSD, Fearful. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Jade (140 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Hematite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.