Description: A pudgy man standing about 2'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Curran enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Curran grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 Blacksmith. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Eye agate (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: He wears a black shirt with thin red vertical stripes and green pants. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

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. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Debt. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 60 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

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. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Curran was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great joy in being the best Barkeep in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 sp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'2". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 23000 cp. Amber (100 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.