Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with brown slacks. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 3'2" and muscular, this southern woman wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available she will default to her scimitar. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Rose is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he very much looks the part of a Body Guard. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the north. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a tailor again

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 gp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears green trousers with brown and yellow striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her silver hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are silver.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was born in a small desert village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Sorath took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.