Description: A moderately attractive man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He has moderate length golden hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered giants who tried to eat his hand. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

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

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He wears his auburn hair up. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Naeris wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Naeris was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Butcher. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep green spinel (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Amber (70 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp). Blue diamond (6000 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. 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, Peren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Peren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.