Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 81. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mormog does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Peridot (50 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he usually wears his blue robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dimble took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Architect like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished woman wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a scimitar on her belt. Her brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Kilia's homeland. Kilia decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. She has violet eyes.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. The war was a terrible time for her, and Reeza does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She got into the Miller business at a young age. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She tends to her Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Expand her business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Job, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 80 pp.