Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Soveliss was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears tattered old clothes, marred by beers. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear flannel. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Vanuath abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This southern man wears an entirely red suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His clothes are grease stained in places. His tied-back hair is brown. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Radomir abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.