Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mason. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Chrysoprase (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp).

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is auburn and curly. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Caeldrim reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Chrysoprase (60 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Rael 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 was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.