Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in earthy colors with a white and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Unemployed who has hired him part-time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Spice Merchant. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Spice Merchant; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She wears a fancy grey dress. She carries with her a set of crossbows on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. She wears her red hair down. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Yvonne fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A 3'4" northern woman, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, green shirt, and white tie. Her blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Sellsword but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.