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. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cairn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1600 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). White pearl (40 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 3'3" western man, he wears tattered old clothes. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Doctor profession.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Alvyn grew up listening to his father's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white hair is cut short. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Banded agate (4 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His head has been shaved. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Olunt was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Olunt took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To protect his home; and balancing his hectic life and new tailor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Backpack.