Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he very much looks the part of a Weaver. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. After coming to the age of reason, Roland took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Roland never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Military, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 600 gp. Moonstone (20 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky black painted plate armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His fur is lavender and very short. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Born to a Healer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40000 sp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Alexandrite (400 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a brown costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. His hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the north to a Beggar, Kipper learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Interpreter, but he got bored and became a Beggar. He struck the Beggar job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 2'11" and tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ozyman is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 7000 sp. A delicate brass dragon egg (20 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. He worked as a nervous Navigator and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp). 1 Superior lock.