Description: He wears professional attire, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'4" when asserting himself. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: The child of a Fletcher, who enjoyed hunting, Anverth was taken on many hunting expeditions. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Red spinel (60 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: A 4'10" eastern man, he is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Junk Dealer for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Foxilon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gifted from a young age, Foxilon studied abroad. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 900 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Star ruby (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born in the west. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.