Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder. His blue hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. A true patriot, Balam would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His black hair is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Rûg 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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Rûg took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Bonds: Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. He carries a battered sword and tarnished scythe as well. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Riardon hails from a village terrorized by orcs. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Apothecary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Fulbar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Shield.