Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

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. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Eberdeb alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a grey shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Nuraval was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Scribe. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Dilettante does. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Dilettante who has hired him part-time. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 70 gp. Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'5" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Kilvar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 110 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Through the years after Myev was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Myev's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. Peridot (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.