Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are copper.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Seven was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp. Amber (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Golden pearl (50 gp). Jet (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Sard (20 gp). White pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fibblestib embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Through the years after Fibblestib was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Fibblestib's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black fur is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sage arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His childhood dream was to be a Weaver, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. After months of barely getting by, Fivin managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Navigator 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 30 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.