Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is chestnut and curly. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Red spinel (70 gp). Eye agate (8 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a green top hat and green clothes and is in decent physical shape. His gold crest is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: To be a Farmer again.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears long strands of opal and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, marred by sweets. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Vassago is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vassago studied abroad. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.