Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Priest who has hired him part-time. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 130 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a flail on his belt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

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 is an amazing painter.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears skinny pants and wears a red and blue robe with the hood down. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 10. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: 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; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1000 cp. Brown-green garnet (70 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Addict. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 50 gp.