Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 8000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Thervan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear flannel. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the south to a Courier, Ivellios learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 170 pp. Eye agate (5 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a Fisher, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.