Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor, marred by chocolates. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Corkitron was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He has white hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 70 pp. Blue quartz (12 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Thoradin was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His first spouse was a Detective, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Naal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: This man is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.