Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His golden hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Glassblower but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Standing 6'4", this man dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. He has moderate length red hair. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a great chef.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Locksmith like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow feathered hat and yellow clothes. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Hunter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.