Description: This northern man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fargas isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He is a great chef.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Fargas was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 3'7" and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Selfish, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fibblestib studied abroad. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He keeps his beige fur in a flapper bob. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Leaf speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.