Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a grey suit. His brown hair is still thick. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has dyed her greying orange fur a little too much giving a sharp orange color. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Stableman born in the past three hundred years. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a animal trainer again

Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Good lock. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Bucklal was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. 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. Bucklal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: 5'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears just a tan suit. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is white and curly. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 150 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).