Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears dull black sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed mace, just in case. She wears her brown hair down. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A gifted student she started as a Bounty Hunter, but she got bored and became a Dilettante. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Addict, Secretive, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Standing 3'0", this woman prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. Her tied-back hair is silver. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Tenena was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 Barber. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barber for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barber responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Dilettante. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dimble took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.