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 has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Hubert isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Buckler.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a grey tunic with tan highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her blonde hair is knotted and matted. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 110 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Pirithin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and tabaxi compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his black robe and has his kukri always slung over his shoulder. His crest is scarlet and very short. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Donaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2600 sp.