Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Habor took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Knight they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mayor, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 900 gp. Tourmaline (60 gp). Hematite (5 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to be a miner again

Flaws: Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a bow on his belt. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished bow as well. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his father's many stories. Quarion was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Quarion decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Apothecary responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. Carnelian (20 gp).