Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'7" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull black iron scale mail. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

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 font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Quarethon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Slave, In love. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has a hunchback. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Travok alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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. Travok fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Carnelian (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown tunic with yellow highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His brass crest is heavily combed to the left. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Zedaar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Zedaar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.