Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears a white collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a hunchback. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the north. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Crown-heir. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He takes great joy in being the best Apothecary in town.

History: Delebean was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He has worked as a Apothecary like his father before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 130 pp.