Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Clerebold took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 30 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born in the east. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Gifted from a young age, Bundrigo studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Depressed. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp. Zircon (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is still thick. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Bilbron embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the south were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 8000 sp.