Description: He is lean but muscular and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Map Maker. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Smoking is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Smoking 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 has taken up work as a Map Maker and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: She stands about 6'4" and usually wears her white robe and has her hand crossbow always slung over her shoulder. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her long auburn hair reaches down to her waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Moss agate (9 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a blue tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His tied-back hair is black. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Alvyn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Alvyn reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, brown shirt, and black tie. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Corkitron wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in the east. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Breastplate.