Description: This man wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bricklayer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 37000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He likes to wear blue tank tops with black pants. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 gp. Azurite (8 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Coral (70 gp). Rose (50 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His hair is brown and very short. His black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of a Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Paymon was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Paymon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Detective

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

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.