Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady 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 is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1800 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (90 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Bricklayer, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Zircon (50 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.