Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a morningstar on her belt. Her hair is dark red and curly. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Gomory studied abroad. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the south were limited. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is black and curly. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has achieved small success as a Banker.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She carries a battered halberd and tarnished mace as well. Her copper crest is lengthy. She has red eyes and a black hat with a blue feather.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Jezean was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Jezean took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.