Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with black slacks. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Spice Merchant they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Armorer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. She is portly but not overly obese. Her red fur is long and unkept. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson pastel hat.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is obsessed with her god.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the north. Her childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but she was a colossal failure. She's also a talented Mercenary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. He carries a battered mace and tarnished lance as well. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hubert 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 he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Olunt liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and balancing his hectic life and new locksmith responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Chain shirt.