Description: He wears a fancy green suit, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'4" when asserting himself. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Wiggan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gifted student he started as a Junk Dealer, but he got bored and became a Roofer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Roofer.

Motivation: To be a Junk Dealer again; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

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 skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He has dyed his greying white fur a little too much giving a sharp white color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His childhood dream was to be a Dyer, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Healer.

Motivation: To be a Dyer again.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears just a green suit. He wears his blue hair down. He is baby faced.

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. Valafar is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Valafar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1200 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. His auburn hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.