Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is cut close to his head. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Mortician job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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, Gerbo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

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

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Red garnet (140 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fallond's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fallond grew up listening to his father's many stories. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1500 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Server. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: Guy hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 110 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).