Description: He stands about 4'9" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Through the years after Dreali was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Dreali's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 8000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is cut short. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small white hat.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 pp. White pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His red hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Bather job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Jade (150 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).