Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born to a Knight, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Eye agate (7 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a black cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Varis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A gifted student he started as a Interpreter, but he got bored and became a Herbalist. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Herbalist for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (9 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He sports a flattop crest cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Onyx (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.