Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears tattered old clothes. He has no hair. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. 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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, marred by beers. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Koeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Persistence, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His silver crest is still thick. He has red eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Rivaan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rivaan grew up listening to his father's many stories. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. 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: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 900 gp. Citrine (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is typically in his Server uniform. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the east to a Server, Tod learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Server. He has worked as a Server like his father before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.