Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: Thamior speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 sp.

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 skinny pants and wears a black and brown robe with the hood down. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. 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 is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Thamior was born with his mother's beautiful face. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is lengthy. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bellfounder born in the past three hundred years. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Berrian lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bellfounder. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and balancing his hectic life and new bellfounder responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Cloth of gold vestments (180 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull green iron scale mail. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

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. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Rose (30 gp).