Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it, and she perpetually has her axe ready. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her ears are large.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Buvvie was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Buvvie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently the stress of being a Mortician has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 130 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears grey trousers with pastel and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Nicholas took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 270 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Malachite (5 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This dark-skinned male prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His brown hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Nicholas was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 130 gp.