Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Shágflak took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1200 pp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (60 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Silver ewer (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears long strands of emerald and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His rusty crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 pp. Chrysoprase (20 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He got into the Hunter business at a young age. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Hunter for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Black pearl (700 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thorpe isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

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. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2600 sp.