Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Patrick was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Shipwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shipwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Rose (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Good lock. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: An older man who wears a black coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head, he is not a threatening figure. His head has been shaved. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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 is greedy; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 60000 cp. Chalcedony (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and he perpetually has his flail ready. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Laborer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Dimble was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dimble decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After months of barely getting by, Dimble 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: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Job, In love, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Morgran was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has achieved small success as a Guard.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.