Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed axe, just in case. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

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. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stableman for hire.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Namfoodle isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A 3'11" eastern man, he wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has a crush on the local sage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His golden hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born in the east. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Seamstress. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is still thick. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Aelar speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Aelar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3200 sp. Jet (110 gp). Jet (110 gp).