Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Riardon studied abroad. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying east to reunite his family. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of luck on his torso, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'9" when asserting himself. He has blonde hair. His eyes are brown.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is an amazing painter.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Russian accent

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

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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 was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A small bag of saffron. (70 gp).