Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his long dark red hair kept up in a rat tail. His silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. A true patriot, Raam would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born into a rich family. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished falchion as well. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in the south. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: 6'0" and muscular, this eastern man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He keeps his long beige fur kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His first spouse was a Mayor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a white collared shirt and blue skirt. She accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her red hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.