Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his bastard sword. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Dyer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Eye agate (16 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'0". He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. He has moderate length blonde hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vondal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To be a Assassin again; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tan trousers with white and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is physically well-built. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Thamior is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Thamior was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Blacksmith. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp.