Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

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 Half-Elf in existence. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: 3'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Joser isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Stannor took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Through the years after Eiravel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Eiravel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.