Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His golden hair is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born to a Junk Dealer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a strong sense of loyalty to halfling people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Lazy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (40 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: This slender woman stands about 3'6". She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has a long chestnut ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Duvamil's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Duvamil took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. She keeps her long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. Her fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Shipwright; and she's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is black and very short. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Server but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Balimaar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Balimaar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 30 gp.