Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has dyed his greying white fur a little too much giving a sharp white color. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2100 gp.

Description: Standing 3'5", this woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She keeps her long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Buvvie isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Buvvie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is content; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She has styled her beige fur well, parting it to the left. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Great hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1100 gp. Gold music box (3000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'3" western man, he wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Adrik 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Scribe for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Military, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.