Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and he perpetually has his spear ready. He has wavy gold crest. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Kiirith reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 90 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Anverth took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He worked as a nervous Mason and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: In love, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. He has wavy dark red hair. His silver eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Habor alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 140 gp. Jet (140 gp).

Description: This man prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his silver hair down. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.