Description: This woman is very fat, and is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and brown handkerchief worn on her right side. Her auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mercenary but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Urshar was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it; and many gnolls want her driven away

Ideals: Persistence, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: She wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. Her auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She stands about 4'0" and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her blonde hair is thinning but still full. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Marastyr was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His white crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ghesh took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp).

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. His fur is black and curly. His copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.