Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a simple blue robe with brown stripes complete with hood. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is mildly Gnome supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Gnomish conditions. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Flaws: Racist, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She carries with her a set of spears on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. Her auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Myev liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This man wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. He sports a flattop hair cut. His silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 3'1" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her red hair is wavy and long. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 700 gp.