Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Duvamil isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Seamstress they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Fortune-teller, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: This dark-skinned female is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and red, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are hazel.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her childhood dream was to be a Barkeep, but she was a colossal failure. She has worked as a Bowyer like her father before her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and balancing her hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3200 sp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Amber (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a simple tan robe with green stripes complete with hood, marred by beers. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This man wears a red shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Thorpe took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gruk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.