Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and scythes. He keeps his blue hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Chem was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Black opal (1100 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the psionic 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears a black costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Efferil is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has no hair. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp.