Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His red eyes peer out from beneath his small black hat.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Pandjed was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Roofer again; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Felosial was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Being a Scribe kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 cp. Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a violet coat. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. The war was a terrible time for her, and Antinua does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duvamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Half-Plate.