Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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 was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Fortune-teller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a stableman again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 sp. Obsidian (11 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Amûg was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Gardener arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. 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: He loathes his own lifestyle; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Average lock.

Description: This eastern man wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has dyed his greying copper crest a little too much giving a sharp copper color. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Fax hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Fax was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver pearl (40 gp). 1 Half-Plate.