Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has moderate length red fur. His fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has styled her blue crest well, parting it to the right. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She got into the Herbalist business at a young age. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Havilar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

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

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Simple lock.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Laborer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Theriatis was born the youngest of three triplets. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Jet (100 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1 Climber’s kit.