Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light yellow in addition to tight pants. He has a hunchback. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the martial 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 sp. Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Rich purple corundum (1400 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Galinndan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Elf Warrior who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a violet Stetson hat and violet clothes. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Curran reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Oskar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Smokesticks.