Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and red pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He has moderate length white hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the west to a Gardener, Dworic learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Gardener for hire.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to be a blacksmith again

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a Butcher, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Gnomish conditions. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1500 sp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp).

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'9" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Rinn speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Born in the north to a Gardener, Rinn learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Gardener. She has worked as a Gardener like her mother before her.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished spear as well. His long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. 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, Nadarr is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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. 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. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 220 gp.