Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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, Aramil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aramil was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has moderate length golden hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Debt. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barkeep. He has shaved his head bald. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Carrie isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Carrie 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. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 pp.