Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He has wavy brown hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 190 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Amber (120 gp). Coral (120 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His hair is dark red and curly. His black eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vassago 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Banded agate (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has moderate length black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a blue vest and prefers yellow and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the west to a Weaver, Kelter learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 pp. Eye agate (13 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Iolite (30 gp).