Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He wears his golden hair up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bounty Hunter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's in love

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1 Backpack.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Foxilon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Foxilon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Carter; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, marred by sweets. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 22. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 500 sp. Deep green spinel (120 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 3'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 70 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (30 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Lamlis hails from a village terrorized by orcs. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a glassblower again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.