Description: 3'3" and muscular, this northern man wears brown trousers with green and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 9000 sp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Mindartis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair is lengthy. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 Dwarf in existence. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Rurik was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A freak accident while working with his Beggar mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rurik 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 he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears just a green suit. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Junk Dealer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sage, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and doesn't want to be a sage and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.