Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 51. 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 is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Naill was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 8000 cp.

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 wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. He has moderate length gold crest. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Kriv was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Slave Trader. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Justice, Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1300 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is lengthy. He has black eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a great chef.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. After coming to the age of reason, Paymon took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He usually wears his green robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Slave Trader responsibilities is difficult; and a strong sense of loyalty to gnomish people

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Qemuel lived on a farm with his mother, 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 Servant. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 44000 sp. Chalcedony (50 gp).