Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'8". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Qualen wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After months of barely getting by, Qualen 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 has decided he is irredeemable; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. Godfrey enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Enialis enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Enialis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To be a Miller again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 30000 cp. Blue quartz (15 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is typically in his Tailor uniform. His long green crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and carries warhammers. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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. Lamlûg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.