Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. 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. Zaffrab 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 money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, In love. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Zircon (40 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dull black sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Alexandrite (1600 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in an above average manner. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Disease, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to be a sailor again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears just a green suit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Namfoodle was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Gnomish conditions. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Namfoodle never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and a strong sense of loyalty to gnomish people

Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.