Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue quartz (7 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'2" and wears tattered old clothes. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Dreali hails from a village terrorized by giants. Dreali liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 3000 gp. Banded agate (10 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Berrian was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sailor they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Masseuse, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.