Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears a red coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His hair is brown and very short. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Baradad was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Hadarai was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Soapmaker for the past few years.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his chestnut hair up. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He uses divination through singing.

History: Thorin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 70 gp. 4 Holy water.