Description: This late middle aged woman is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak and is in decent physical shape. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She found a children's book about a Elf Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion; and many giants want her driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of shortbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His crest is scarlet and curly. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azzakh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 6000 cp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raymond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is blonde and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.