Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

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 Dwarf in existence. 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: Vondal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Vondal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He's also a talented Blacksmith, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and balancing his hectic life and new cook responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Dayereth was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sculptor. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. 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 a hunchback. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is chestnut and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Jeweler. 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: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He likes to wear pastel tank tops with grey pants. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in a small forest village. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1200 gp.