Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He likes to wear tan tank tops with black pants, marred by sweets. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the east were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in the east. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Unemployed work with an outfit from a few towns over. Unemployed work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Unemployed job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and balancing his hectic life and new unemployed responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He dresses like a well dressed Servant does. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and to be a mercenary again

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is long and unkept. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. A gifted student he started as a Sculptor, but he got bored and became a Healer. He struck the Healer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to be a sculptor again

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.