Description: A 3'8" northern man, he is wearing a long, tan cloak. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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 was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a white suit. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Brogg took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a kukri on her belt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her fur is cinnamon, silky, and of moderate length. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 30 gp.