Description: He is a mite stocky and wears professional attire. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Hûmgrat speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hûmgrat does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Hûmgrat was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hûmgrat was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a white collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Nuraval was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Secretive, Hedonist. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 cp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Paggen isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. Paggen is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Everard was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Everard's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 120 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 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 has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.