Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. He wears his white hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Dimble was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Slave Trader. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Passionate, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Silver ewer (50 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. His fur is beige and very short. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 43. 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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Farmer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 900 gp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Black pearl (800 gp).

Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers red and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has moderate length bronze crest. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Zedaar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Forgetful, Mundane. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (9 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has 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: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Veit was born with his mother's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).