Description: 4'7" and muscular, this eastern woman likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her fur is short and gray. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 sp. Jet (140 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

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 is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Paelias took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scythe, just in case. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has wavy white hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A true patriot, Kâka would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She carries with her a set of longswords, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Arara grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.