Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Locksmith. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Cook, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 700 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his right side. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 36. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

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

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of sapphire and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Ruler arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's in love

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 800 gp. Amber (80 gp). Blue sapphire (800 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 18000 cp. Citrine (40 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.