Description: He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. 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 into a rich family. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He became a Bricklayer soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 15000 cp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Banded agate (14 gp).

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear flannel. His long copper crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Mehen abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Roofer and was forced into it by his family; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'4". He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Arumawann grew up listening to his father's many stories. Arumawann was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sculptor. During his travels, Arumawann and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Arumawann discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Arumawann fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Obsidian (5 gp). Coral (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and carries hammers. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Map Maker business.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his white hair up. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Merchant born in the past three hundred years. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Merchant.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Poor, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 8000 cp.