Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a flapper bob. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Sellsword arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 6000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Healer. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is black and curly. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Rael will drive conversation. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Rael was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Healer and was forced into it by his family; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tattered old clothes. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Altho was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Seamstress. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His crest is green, silky, and of moderate length. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Kerkad is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.