Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor. Her fur is orange and very short. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the south. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Great was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Military, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Tawna was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. She wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available she will default to her nunchaku. She has a hunchback. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Jo was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: To unite with her brother.

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He found a children's book about a Halfling Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dondon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 140 gp.