Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gray eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cumpen isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear blue tank tops with yellow pants. His white hair is lengthy. His ears are large.

Personality: Erevan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Erevan was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Weaver. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has no hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fletcher.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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 comes from a rich western family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.