Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beiro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ivellios does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Ivellios was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Jade (140 gp). Red-brown spinel (140 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tan costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. He is physically well-built. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 gp. Moss agate (8 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Obsidian (8 gp).