Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His head has been shaved. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes, he is not a threatening figure. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born into a rich family. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He has brown hair. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Cockaby was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 30 gp. Citrine (40 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his grey robe and has his bastard sword always slung over his shoulder. His hair is brown and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Gimgen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His childhood dream was to be a Performer, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 7000 cp.