Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a brown and yellow robe with the hood down. She carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished morningstar as well. She sports red long hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She disdains her fellow westerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. Red spinel (60 gp).

Description: He wears a white vest and prefers red and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Detective arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Detective. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a large tan jacket, and is pretty ugly. He has no hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rimple isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is white and curly. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Mormo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: To unite with his sister; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.