Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

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: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red garnet (40 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is cut close to his head. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Hadarai lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in scythe use. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Armorer and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3000 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his spear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in the west. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.