Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty green coat over it, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has wavy white crest. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gold eyes.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 40 gp. Jet (130 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. She sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She has a hunchback. Her red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Faral was born on a far western island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Slave Trader. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She wears a black shirt, with a violet mid length skirt with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly tridents and hammers. Her hair is short and golden. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is a Sage first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. After months of barely getting by, Grigi managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She wears suspenders and red workpants. Her shirt is green, and she wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. She carries with her a set of shields, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her golden hair is thinning but still full. Her eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Bree is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Bree took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bree fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.