Description: He likes to wear red tank tops with tan pants. He is physically well-built. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She sports a flattop hair cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: An older man who wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his flail, he is not a threatening figure. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 cp. 3 Thunderstones.

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 tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a very tight haircut. His ears are large.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Clerebold enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 sp.