Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely brown suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Watson embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he has a crush on the local ruler

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Hourglass. 1 Crowbar.

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 is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his left side. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. After months of barely getting by, Norman managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Money/treasure; 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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are silver and beady.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and expand his business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a brown small hat and brown clothes. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: Mantus was born the youngest of three triplets. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Roondar 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 Roondar. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Addict, Terse, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).