Description: This tall, slender man wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He wears his auburn hair up. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. The war was a terrible time for him, and Paelias does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Paelias was born with his mother's beautiful face. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Paelias alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He wears a red vest and prefers tan and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. 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, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Varis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sard (80 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Black opal (1100 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Rose (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his golden hair down. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Erevan was born the youngest of three triplets. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Flaws: Mundane, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 gp.