Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is typically in her Hunter uniform. She is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Yurgunn was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He stands about 3'7" and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: He hates Gnomes with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp).

Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aelar studied abroad. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Marbas lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp.