Description: This northern man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his yellow fur down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His red crest is braided into rings. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Tarhun was born the youngest of three triplets. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Zircon (30 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and likes to wear tan tank tops with brown pants. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Roondar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He takes great joy in being the best Apothecary in town.

History: Born to a Carter, his father struggled to pay the bills. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Poor, In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 24000 cp. Malachite (16 gp).