Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and tan handkerchief worn on his right side. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the west to a Shepherd, Ozyman learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His black fur has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Selfish, Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. He has white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

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 has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Stannor was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Knight. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bowyer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bowyer.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears professional attire. He wears his auburn hair up. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in the north. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Chain shirt.