Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe, marred by teas. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He stands about 3'3" and is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Crampernap hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Ortegar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. During his travels, Caeldrim and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Caeldrim discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Caeldrim fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 gp.