Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears professional attire. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Joser is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Rose (40 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). White opal (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has green eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the west to a Engraver, Varg learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Varg took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 pp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Thakrak speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Thakrak was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, 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 Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. At a young age his mother died while driving off some gnolls. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in morningstar use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'2" and muscular, this western man wears baggy white pantaloons and a black scarf. His scarlet crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp.