Description: Standing 3'5", this man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Broce was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp).

Description: This southern man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His clothes are grease stained in places. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a Ploughman, his father struggled to pay the bills. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. After coming to the age of reason, Qemuel took it upon himself to study the arcane 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: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a red coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His long blue hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Mamnen is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Mamnen was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Justice, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sword. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Grûblik was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.