Description: This man stands a little under 2'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Foxilon speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to be a painter again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with brown slacks. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This malnourished woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She has dyed her greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. The war was a terrible time for her, and Kabbarg does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Kabbarg was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a yellow vest and prefers blue and tan shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Margery took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has achieved small success as a Guard.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a painter again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Rose (30 gp).