Description: This man wears baggy black pantaloons and a brown scarf, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

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. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sage. 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. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a great chef.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. After a long history of fighting, Shágflak and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100000 cp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a hunchback. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 7. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Scribe

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

Possessions: Alexandrite (700 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Azurite (16 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his white hair down. He has several tiny sapphire 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Stannor grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Cartwright and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Hobart is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp.