Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. He has moderate length cinnamon fur. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is blonde and very short. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Ploughman business.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Quarion was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his whip ready. His red hair is cut short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Bucklal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Bucklal alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Bucklal was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2200 sp.