Description: This man stands a little under 3'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a tan scarf. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 60 gp. Sard (50 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1600 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Adrex studied abroad. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 50 gp. Pink pearl (70 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a butcher and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 19000 sp. Red spinel (140 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). White pearl (140 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has red hair. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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 in the east to a Mason, Chem learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Eye agate (15 gp).