Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 75. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Dimble was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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. Dimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Glassblower profession.

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He's also a talented Glassblower, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is short and red. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Jabbie lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His copper crest is knotted and matted. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Torinn alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1300 gp. Banded agate (6 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Jet (140 gp). Iolite (60 gp).