Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His red hair is cut short. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Tûgog reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 160 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp).

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His white hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dabbledob isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Dabbledob was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. She has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Sekhmet hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: The child of a Weaver, who enjoyed hunting, Sekhmet was taken on many hunting expeditions. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 20 gp. Jade (140 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. She wears her copper crest up. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has achieved small success as a Merchant.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Spice Merchant profession.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spice Merchant they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a brown vest and prefers tan and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Travok was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Healer, but he was a colossal failure. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She keeps her lavender fur in a pixie cut. Her yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly spears and quarterstaffs. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Dara hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A serious injury left her mother unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm mother. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 sp.