Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a mace on his belt. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is baby faced.

Personality: Kyle is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Kyle is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Kyle reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a worn and beaten armor. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Pallabar was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Spy. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a warhammer on his belt. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Corkitron isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dilettante work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dilettante work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Slave, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 90 gp. Moonstone (60 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a grey coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 3000 cp. Jet (60 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He got into the Servant business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Servant. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 gp.