Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a brown shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, marred by sweets. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Performer born in the past three hundred years. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His first spouse was a Merchant, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently the stress of being a Performer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Gilthur was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Gilthur abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His white hair is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: The child of a Barkeep, who enjoyed hunting, Fargas was taken on many hunting expeditions. Fargas liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He very much looks the part of a Mortician, marred by beers. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: Born to a Engraver, his father struggled to pay the bills. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. Jade (50 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he very much looks the part of a Interpreter. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oblar grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Interpreter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 30 pp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly hand crossbows and halberds. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Thervan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Obsidian (12 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Oblar embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Doctor.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: An older woman who wears baggy tan pantaloons and a green scarf, she is not a threatening figure. She has a very tight haircut. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the west to a Priest, Theirastra learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Layabout, but she was a colossal failure. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available she will default to her whip. Her black hair is heavily combed to the right. Her black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bryseis grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her childhood dream was to be a Navigator, but she was a colossal failure. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 130 gp.