Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 Halfling in existence. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and human compassion

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: The child of a Baker, who enjoyed hunting, Rael was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Rael took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp. Moonstone (80 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Qemuel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. 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: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist, Artistic. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.