Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 sp. Zircon (80 gp).

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He prefers to wear flannel. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Odorr's homeland. Odorr decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Jade (50 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has brown hair. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he very much looks the part of a Sellsword. His brown hair is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Peren was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 Sellsword. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Eberdeb embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.