Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has blonde hair. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Takra grew up listening to his father's many stories. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp).

Description: She stands about 5'4" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a Dilettante, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Sumnes was born on a far eastern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Tanner. 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. Sumnes fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His black hair is cut short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Hobart's homeland. Hobart decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Good lock. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is an amazing painter.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 cp. 4 Smokesticks.