Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Dain was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Job, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is white and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Rose (30 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a green scarf. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Frouse embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Frouse was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Average lock.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Sailor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Optimist, Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.