Description: A 4'2" eastern woman, she wears tattered old clothes. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. 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. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Liftrasa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is dressed in an above average manner. Her hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Barkeep. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Bryseis was born the youngest of three triplets. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather and is in decent physical shape. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a dull look in his white eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Andram was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Server, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has worked as a Glassblower like his mother before him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is short and silver. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Namfoodle embodies much of what other species detest in the Gnomes. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Namfoodle took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 700 sp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses divination through singing.

History: Rhogar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.