Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dull green sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed axe, just in case. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When Arannis reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Joser hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats.

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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 has passion for adventuring and risk; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Persistence, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Half-Plate.