Description: This western man wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His clothes are grease stained in places. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His first spouse was a Bowyer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and expand his business

Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Theren was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Her crest is short and red. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Savaran embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Jeweler arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Thodris learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.