Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'8". He is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and green handkerchief worn on his right side, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scythe. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. Recently the stress of being a Sage has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her hair is short and black. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is content; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Zircon (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (130 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (3000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp).

Description: This woman wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her auburn hair in a flapper bob. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Myathethil hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Myathethil was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Myathethil decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. During her travels, Myathethil and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Myathethil discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Myathethil fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and someone believes her a fraud

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.