Description: He wears a pastel collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 16000 cp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Navigator uniform. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Armorer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 Armorer. He has achieved small success as a Armorer.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a tan costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Rose (50 gp).