Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Spice Merchant. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly shields and hand crossbows. His brown hair is lengthy. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is content

Flaws: Racist, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and green handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy lavender fur. His yellow eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many drow want him driven away

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 15000 sp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his white hair up. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Through the years after Lone was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Lone's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lone fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.