Description: He is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are violet and catlike.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Citrine (80 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Arnold was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Standing 4'0", this man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Brottor grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Brottor. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

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 Qualen was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Qualen's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qualen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 11000 cp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He is an epitome of beauty. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Gnomish conditions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.