Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times, and carries monstrous two handed axes. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Taklinn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 220 pp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (70 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp).

Description: He usually wears his red robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. His hair is red and very short. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Dyer and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to be a map maker again

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 6000 sp. Onyx (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. His red eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His childhood dream was to be a Seamstress, but he was a colossal failure. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 sp. Blue star sapphire (700 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the south were limited. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).