Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by teas. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Roondar 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His fur is lavender and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A freak accident while working with his Assassin mother left him crippled. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 8000 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Star ruby (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Sard (20 gp). Eye agate (14 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Rose (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, blue cloak. He is physically well-built. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Broce grew up listening to his father's many stories. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and gnomish compassion

Flaws: Disease, Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Moss agate (8 gp).