Description: 3'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he is content

Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in an above average manner. His chestnut hair is cut short. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Darrak was born with his father's beautiful face. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Darrak grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Darrak. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 290 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: This slender man stands about 3'8". He wears an entirely grey suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His first spouse was a Baker, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Anverth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anverth 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 cp.