Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Sage does. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Roge isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roge does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gifted student he started as a Mayor, but he got bored and became a Sage. He tends to his Sage job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 sp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a hunchback. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Trym was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Blacksmith and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Coral (70 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and grey robe with the hood down. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Justin grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Justin. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Military, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Amber (70 gp). Citrine (60 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs, and carries quarterstaffs. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Tharivol enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Tharivol was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. He has dyed his greying green crest a little too much giving a sharp green color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Blacksmith; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.