Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Dimble took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 5000 sp. Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Rose (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a worn and beaten armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available she will default to her spear. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Stableman born in the past three hundred years. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student she started as a Seamstress, but she got bored and became a Stableman. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Barkeep. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Vanuath abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has a crush on the local sculptor

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A 4'11" eastern man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the east to a Mercenary, Vanuath learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Moss agate (9 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.