Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her fur is short and orange. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Cask was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and halfling compassion

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: She stands about 3'1" and wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has slicked back silver hair. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. To her fellows she 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: 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and many gnolls want her driven away

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his 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 macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Koth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and carries warhammers. His black fur has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant copper.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 gp.