Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple brown robe with white stripes complete with hood and is in decent physical shape. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Jabbie liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is silver and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Gnomish culture. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Backpack. 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears a fancy white suit. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black crest is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Gorbundus was born the youngest of three triplets. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Gorbundus grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Gorbundus. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 230 pp. Eye agate (6 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, blue shirt, and brown tie. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He wears a colorful flower in his silver crest. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azzakh 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; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Animal Trainer; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.