Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears tattered old clothes. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. She carries a battered falchion and tarnished scimitar as well. She has shaved her head bald. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

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. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has worked as a Locksmith like her father before her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Pink pearl (80 gp).

Description: He wears a simple red robe with blue stripes complete with hood. He is physically well-built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Oblar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This northern woman wears baggy green pantaloons and a blue scarf. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Markosian was born on a far northern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Servant. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His purple hair is knotted and matted. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Valafar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Cartwright

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

Possessions: 400 gp.