Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt and is in decent physical shape. He has no hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he prefers to wear flannel. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Fulbar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fulbar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep green spinel (140 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Burto abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 sp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: This man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. He has no hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2800 sp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tattered old clothes. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shepherd. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2300 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).