Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 20. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1600 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Jet (90 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp).

Description: He wears professional attire. He is physically well-built. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He tends to his Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, red shirt, and pastel tie. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Secretive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Eiravel was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Butcher. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 150 gp.