Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are silver and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Mantus speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Mantus was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Marshal. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Bloodstone (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Zircon (40 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is portly but not overly obese. His lavender fur is knotted and matted. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Flame is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents were killed by goblins in a raid when he was still a young child. The goblins captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1500 gp. Old masterpiece painting (2400 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. The war was a terrible time for him, and Taklinn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Taklinn reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Blue quartz (7 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp).