Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and is pretty ugly. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He takes great joy in being the best Jeweler in town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Nazdûg was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Jeweler. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 25000 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears white trousers with black and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. A true patriot, Eiravel would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by drow. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Eiravel's homeland. Eiravel decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and he perpetually has his nunchaku ready. His hair is long and golden with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. 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. Pirithin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Spy business at a young age. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a mortician again

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job, In love. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1800 sp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has moderate length white hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. 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 lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.