Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Horhog was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Horhog has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a tan shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has silver hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south to a Baker, Peren learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Baker.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 40 pp. White pearl (140 gp). 5 Acid flasks.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a violet coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, marred by beers. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull white sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His hair is silver and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Corkitron hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Corkitron took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Corkitron and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (4 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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. Godfrey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 4000 cp.