Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his whip ready. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Oppleby isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Through the years after Oppleby was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Oppleby's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his beige fur in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He very much looks the part of a Sailor. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in a small island village. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sailor for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Raam took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Spyglass.