Description: A pudgy man standing about 2'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Locksmith they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Her crest is rusty and curly. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs and is in decent physical shape. She sports black long hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was born in a small plains village. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. She has wavy white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Stylist.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 6000 cp.