Description: Standing 3'7", this man is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Jeweler profession.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His childhood dream was to be a Jeweler, but he was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zook fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 20 pp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Jet (160 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Antitoxin. 1 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He usually wears his black robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His fur, while still mostly beige, has prominent grey streaks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Left-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Left-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 sp.