Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. Her hair is short and white. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 120 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp).

Description: This western woman is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Aura wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Aristocrat, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 3'10" and wears baggy brown pantaloons and a tan scarf. Her brown hair is singed and shortened. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She bought a scimitar and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ernest grew up listening to his mother's many stories. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time, marred by sweets. He has moderate length auburn hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the south to a Mason, Naeris learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 8000 cp.