Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Adrik 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. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and doesn't want to be a soapmaker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her bronze crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'2" when asserting himself. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Namfoodle studied abroad. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. 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: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 80 pp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat, and he perpetually has his scythe ready. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morkral studied abroad. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Born to a Herbalist, his father struggled to pay the bills. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wrenn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.