Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. He carries with him a set of shortbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 84. 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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fargrim grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 220 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Gimurt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Alexandrite (1500 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His bronze crest is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. He is physically well-built. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Trym hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His brown hair is long and unkept. He is baby faced.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Qemuel 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. Qemuel decided he wanted neither the life of his father 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 sp. Coral (70 gp).