Description: A moderately attractive man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and green handkerchief worn on his left side. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Namfoodle was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

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

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 40 gp. Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To protect his home; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: An older man who wears baggy grey pantaloons and a tan scarf, he is not a threatening figure. His head has been shaved. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He got into the Shoemaker business at a young age. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shoemaker for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His red hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

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 always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.