Description: A moderately attractive man, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is golden and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Hematite (5 gp).

Description: He has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe, and he perpetually has his shortspear ready. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. In his youth he was a Soapmaker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his white hair down. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Wiggan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Wiggan took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly pickaxes and swords. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born to a Mercenary, his father struggled to pay the bills. Sark was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Sark decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp.