Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and tan robe with the hood down. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly halberds and monstrous two handed axes. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Beiro grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Beiro grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Beiro. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; 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: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 90 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. He is an epitome of beauty. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Holg isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available she will default to her trident. Her hair is white and curly. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. To her fellows she 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: She was born in the north. A freak accident while working with her Knight father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tan shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Caeldrim isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 270 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a blue shirt, with a white mid length skirt with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her hair is cut close to her head. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Irann isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She comes from a rich eastern family. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 cp. Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: An older woman who prefers to wear flannel, she is not a threatening figure. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She wants revenge against orcs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is braided into rings. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is typically in his Fortune-teller uniform. He has purple hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tieflings in Mamnen's homeland. Mamnen decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Bernard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 sp.