Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Claira was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 2'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple white robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He has wavy red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Altho embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Altho was born the youngest of three triplets. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Altho has worked very hard to control his curse. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Butcher they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Jeweler, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Greedy. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'3". He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Animal Trainer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Morkral took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Chain shirt.