Description: He wears a simple red robe with black stripes complete with hood. He is physically well-built. He has auburn hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He got into the Stableman business at a young age. When Pirithin reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stableman for hire.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 90 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with tan slacks. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She became a Blacksmith soon after.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and balancing her hectic life and new blacksmith responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is light but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Cockaby took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, red shirt, and brown tie. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Falkrunn liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item.