Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Delg has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and dwarven compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist, Disease. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 40000 cp. Obsidian (11 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and violet handkerchief worn on his left side. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'7". He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brass crest is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kiirith fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'3" when asserting himself. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. 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: Money/treasure; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is an epitome of beauty. He has wavy auburn hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 5000 sp. Azurite (6 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp).