Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His ears are large.

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 a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a nunchaku and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is wearing a long, grey cloak, marred by chocolates. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Geoffrey was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Bather. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Bather and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Many goblins want him driven away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished hammer as well. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born in the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His golden hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Nalral is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Nalral was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Gardener. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Gardener, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Jet (90 gp).