Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 2 Antitoxin. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: An older man who prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. Carnelian (50 gp). Amethyst (60 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, marred by sweets. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Ratbag was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 8000 sp. Iolite (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). White opal (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 6'8". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. He has wavy black fur. His yellow eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Aura was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Aura abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 150 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 generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Through the years after Erias was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Erias's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 32000 sp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).