Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sellsword; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp. Peridot (70 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fabien grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is red and very short. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Armorer business.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears dark leathers with embroidery and is in decent physical shape. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 77. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Tordrid took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Performer for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: This man is typically in his Painter uniform. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his right hand. His red hair is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Bulzo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Painter.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and expand his business

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. He is baby faced.

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 macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. His black hair is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Pikar 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'10". She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and her gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Ovak was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Ovak never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.