Description: A 5'7" southern man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

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

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (120 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).

Description: He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Thamior was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He struck the Carter job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He has no hair. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with green pants. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has no hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bellfounder profession.

History: Dabbledob lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 gp. Solid gold idol (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 3'4" and muscular, this western man very much looks the part of a Shipwright. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Ulblyn was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gifted student he started as a Knight, but he got bored and became a Shipwright. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Shipwright responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.