Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 sp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length dark red hair. His silver unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. A true patriot, Marbas would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Marbas was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 60 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp).

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her rapier, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fabien fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in the south to a Junk Dealer, Vlorn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Vlorn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He became a Junk Dealer soon after.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. Sapphire pendant on gold chain (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy black pantaloons and a blue scarf. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His crest is gold, silky, and of moderate length. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers white and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and longswords. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'4". She wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her bronze crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Zykroff lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. After months of barely getting by, Zykroff managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: Standing 6'3", this woman likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. Her black hair is matted, messy, and big. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is a great chef.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.