Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 2'10" when asserting himself. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a Healer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He tends to his Healer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His black eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamuz studied abroad. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment and is in decent physical shape. His purple hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. His fur is short and lavender. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Aura lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Debt. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His green crest, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mreksh does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mreksh was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Mreksh and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.