Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has no hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

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 is a great chef.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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: To protect his home.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (60 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Banded agate (14 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Azurite (14 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is white and curly. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ulfgar grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Ulfgar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2400 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His silver crest is singed and shortened. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rhogar studied abroad. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy green crest. He is typically in his Architect uniform. He has a hunchback. His green crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. This red eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He got into the Architect business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. 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: To be a Courier again.

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 6000 sp.