Description: She stands about 6'3" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her long bronze crest kept up in a rat tail. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: Furrele was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She found a children's book about a Dragonborn Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: This man is wearing a long, black cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Morthos alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished greataxe as well. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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, Bucklal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bucklal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

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

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is typically in his Engraver uniform. He is portly but not overly obese. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born in the east to a Engraver, Nuraval learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nuraval grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Nuraval. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp).

Description: 3'4" and muscular, this eastern woman dresses like a well dressed Bricklayer does. Her golden hair is long and unkept. She has gray eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cumpen isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She worked as a nervous Bricklayer and found it very stressful. She has achieved small success as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 25000 sp.