Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, white shirt, and red tie. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her blonde hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Vanchu is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Vanchu was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Recently the stress of being a Fletcher has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand her business

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: This man wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the south were limited. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 110000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'10" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Sard (80 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a red shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

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 stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Altho was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 30 gp.