Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'0". He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His crest is short and brass. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Baradad took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. Moss agate (5 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His white hair is still thick. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. After coming to the age of reason, Everard took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 46000 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear flannel. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Nákra abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He is portly but not overly obese. His rusty crest is knotted and matted. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To be a Miner again; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.