Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear flannel. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has a hunchback. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Traulam is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Traulam and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a white coat with yellow slacks. Her brown hair is cut short. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Gifted from a young age, Diesa studied abroad. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is her passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 5'6" and wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a black scarf. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She got into the Healer business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but she was a colossal failure. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.