Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Fonkin hails from a village terrorized by giants. A freak accident while working with his Shipwright mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears baggy white pantaloons and a black scarf. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available she will default to her club, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her hair is golden and curly. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was born in the north. Through the years after Traulam was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Traulam's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she wants to get laid

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her orange fur is braided into rings. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Moon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Healer responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1800 sp.