Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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 born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His chestnut hair is still thick. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. 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, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Bellfounder and found it very stressful. He became a Bellfounder soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a architect again

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears long strands of amethyst and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He works hard and plays hard.

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 freak accident while working with his Layabout father left him crippled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). Citrine (40 gp).