Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

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. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Barber but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Fibblestib reached his early adolescence his Gnome father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He takes great joy in being the best Actor in town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Actor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Red garnet (120 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'9" southern man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. 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 thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Aerdeth has worked very hard to control his curse. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Black opal (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is portly but not overly obese. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently the stress of being a Herbalist has made it difficult for him to sleep.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.