Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His yellow fur is lengthy. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Flame is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Flame grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he usually wears his white robe and has his longsword always slung over his shoulder. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 21000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'9" western man, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Rael has worked very hard to control his curse. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He stands about 6'8" and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver crest is still thick. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the north. Rivaan was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Detective. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. Solid gold idol (400 gp).