Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears a brown collared shirt and green skirt. She accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her fur is beige, silky, and of moderate length. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is a Masseuse first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Masseuse. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Masseuse for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has shaved his head bald. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A freak accident while working with his Farmer father left him crippled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Forgetful, Disease. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 10 pp. Silver pearl (140 gp).

Description: This late middle aged woman wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition and is in decent physical shape. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Emotional, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Miller

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. The war was a terrible time for her, and Falkrunn does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. When Falkrunn reached her early adolescence her Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 220 gp.