Description: This late middle aged man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge and is in decent physical shape. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. The war was a terrible time for him, and Caeldrim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Caeldrim hails from a village terrorized by giants. Caeldrim 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. Caeldrim 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: Rolen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 260 pp. Citrine (80 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top blue hat.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born in the north. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Raer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, In love, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 18000 gp. Coral (110 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has wavy brown hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp.