Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'10" when asserting herself. Her red hair is heavily combed to the left. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker black hat.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She's in love; and a strong sense of loyalty to halfling people

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: An older man who wears a yellow collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He has wavy silver hair. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fisher. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Hugh was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Hugh took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fisher for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is short and auburn. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. Sporting a auburn mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Therlin grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Farmer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Farmer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.