Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears bulky black painted plate armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Skûn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Beggar they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Crown-heir, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Sindri isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a Beggar, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 34000 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Erevan was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.