Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her head has been shaved. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Merla speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Merla liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Body Guard does, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Qemuel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 130 gp.