Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, marred by chocolates. His hair is short and brown. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Kilvar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears professional attire. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Aquamarine (1400 gp). Jade (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp).

Description: He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. 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 can speak with the recently deceased. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

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. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis 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 wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 190 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1500 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with white slacks. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Cook who has hired him part-time. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ar-Karo studied abroad. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.