Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. She works hard and plays hard.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Robbie grew up listening to her father's many stories. She found a children's book about a Halfling Rogue who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her white crest has been sun bleached extensively. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and she perpetually has her kukri ready. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length white hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

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. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'6" when asserting himself. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears a colorful flower in his scarlet crest. This red eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dadalan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Tanner

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

Possessions: Just what you see.