Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

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

History: Namfoodle was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Namfoodle 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 to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His golden hair is still thick. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He takes great joy in being the best Mortician in town.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Expand his business; and many giants want him driven away

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Trey was born the youngest of three triplets. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Shoemaker and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 60 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a fancy brown suit. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Mundane, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.