Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a red shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has auburn hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ozyman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His hair is golden and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Family, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is dressed in an above average manner. He has wavy dark red hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and is pretty ugly. His purple hair is lengthy. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Andram does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is an epitome of beauty. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 gp.