Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a worn and beaten armor, marred by chocolates. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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 to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. He tends to his Sellsword job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Resh is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Locksmith business.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A freak accident while working with his Weaver mother left him crippled. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, green shirt, and tan tie. His hair is brown and curly. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Burgell isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Burgell grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Burgell took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Moonstone (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. 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 highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently the stress of being a Unemployed has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 120 gp.