Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tan trousers with black and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Ostracized due to the martial 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. He wears his black hair down. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 70 pp. Hematite (9 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Courier for the past few years.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2800 sp. Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge and is in decent physical shape. His hair is long and white with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. The war was a terrible time for him, and Watson does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Watson reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Amber (40 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Olunt has worked very hard to control his curse. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 sp.