Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gormogord isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sculptor. He wears his white fur down. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 35. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Riswynn was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riswynn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has wavy white hair. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Scribe. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Scribe.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Elegant studied abroad. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She keeps her long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Naamah hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She has never given up on her poetry dream.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her whip. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His auburn hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: Solomon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. A friendly and beautiful Human, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Aline took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aline fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 150 gp.