Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished trident as well. His copper crest is braided into rings. He has gold eyes.

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 tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. 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. 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. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has a crush on the local slave trader

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are green.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fancy blue suit. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Everard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Obsidian (7 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Antitoxin. 4 Holy water. 4 Acid flasks.