Description: He stands about 3'0" and wears dull red sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He comes from a rich western family. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Halander alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bather. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a red shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's also a talented Adventurer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 40 gp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Ar-Pratu was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mercenary. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 30 gp.