Description: This late middle aged man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats and is in decent physical shape. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

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 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 born on a small isolated farm. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Junk Dealer. He has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Curran was born with his father's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Curran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Godfrey has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: A 6'0" southern man, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair, while still mostly dark red, has prominent grey streaks. His black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Mantus was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. The war was a terrible time for him, and Beloril does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Beloril was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.