Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers violet and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished dagger as well. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a violet feather.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the east were limited. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rangrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Uraim grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Through the years after Uraim was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Uraim's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Secretive, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Cartwright for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has dyed his greying scarlet crest a little too much giving a sharp scarlet color. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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 currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 190 pp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Silver ewer (50 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1800 gp).

Description: He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His crest is scarlet and curly. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Maagog has worked very hard to control his curse. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.