Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He takes great joy in being the best Fortune-teller in town.

History: He was born in the west. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Vanuath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Jade (150 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a pastel shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and pastel pants. He wears his brown hair down. He has a tattooed face.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He tends to his Fisher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Halflings in Ghaliver's homeland. Ghaliver decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1100 gp.