Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to be a actor again

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and is pretty ugly. Her brown hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are red.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Akta 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. Akta was born on a far northern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Herbalist. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her red fur, when down, is lengthy. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered west to less war torn lands. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is content.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'10" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull green iron scale mail. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. One day when Oriax was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Oriax was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 290 gp. Sard (40 gp). Deep green spinel (100 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: An older woman who is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, she is not a threatening figure. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears bulky brown painted plate armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'10" when asserting herself. Her hair is short and golden. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. She is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Heather studied abroad. A freak accident while working with her Sculptor mother left her crippled. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An older man who is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Anthony's homeland. Anthony decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is lengthy. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the east to a Crown-heir, Olunt learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Ruler, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.