Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Krimmon was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tattered old clothes. His hair is silver and curly. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

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. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bricklayer who has hired him part-time. 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 was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A freak accident while working with his Knight mother left him crippled. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries a battered bow and tarnished halberd as well. His copper crest is unkempt and raggedy. He has gold eyes and a violet hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barber hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Ghesh and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 8000 gp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Sard (70 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.