Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears professional attire. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His hair is auburn and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Wymar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His first spouse was a Engraver, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a doctor and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, green shirt, and pastel tie, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'1" when asserting herself. She has bronze crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is a Priest first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. Furrele was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Priest. She has achieved small success as a Priest.

Motivation: To be a Mason again; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, In love, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 sp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His crest is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Maagog is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Stylist father left him crippled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Fearful, Disease. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.