Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Beloril is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Beloril fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1300 sp. 2 Holy water.

Description: This malnourished woman wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her hair is short and brown. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Roywyn isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. 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: Roywyn was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His silver hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Bilbron was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1800 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Amber (80 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Názkûga is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Názkûga 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 he's in love

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. White pearl (160 gp).