Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His white hair is still thick. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: The child of a Priest, who enjoyed hunting, Immeral was taken on many hunting expeditions. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Laborer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Laborer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Laborer for the past few years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Gifted from a young age, Himo studied abroad. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. After a long history of fighting, Himo and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Raer hails from a village terrorized by giants. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Heian will drive conversation. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.