Description: This man wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Weaver first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gilthur fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 3'3". He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fibblestib was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 6000 sp. Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his scarlet crest up. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Delebean is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Delebean studied abroad. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Delebean and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spanish accent

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