Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has styled his copper crest well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Quarethon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'4" when asserting himself. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born into a rich family. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has wavy blue crest. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Zedaar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (40 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (40 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is red and curly. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. 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: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Junk Dealer for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a green cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. She has styled her blue hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Verin is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for her, and Verin does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Verin was born on a far eastern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Junk Dealer. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 sp.