Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears brown trousers with green and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Layabout work with an outfit from a few towns over. Layabout work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Layabout for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is baby faced.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, William took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, William never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, In love, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2000 cp. Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly glaives and greataxes. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Lance 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. Lance 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Lance was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and many orcs want him driven away

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Zircon (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His brown hair is still thick. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gildmak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp.