Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. Her auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Verna is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and doesn't want to be a baker and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in a small island village. Purson liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 sp. Red garnet (130 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Eran was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She carries with her a set of morningstars on her belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. She is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around her ears. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady hazel eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Huru was born the youngest of three triplets. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Huru fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 5000 cp. Red garnet (140 gp).