Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dark leathers with embroidery. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Guardian, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

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

Possessions: 9000 gp. Red garnet (70 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Jade (70 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Star ruby (600 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Black pearl (1000 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). White opal (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Canary diamond (3000 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). 1 Major magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His beige fur is thinning but still full. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. Being a Blacksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 40000 cp. Iolite (80 gp).

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

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. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Amber (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His rusty crest is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Dadalan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He takes great joy in being the best Sage in town.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 sp. 4 Antitoxin.