Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a great chef.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Zaffrab was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 10 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears bulky grey painted plate armor. He has moderate length dark red hair. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Fenriz took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is portly but not overly obese. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When Skamos reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His blue crest is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Donaar 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and greataxes. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

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. Marbas 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. Marbas 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Religious, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1300 sp.