Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has wavy red hair. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. Being a Mason kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Moss agate (7 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has wavy lavender fur. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Skirt hails from a village terrorized by drow. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'2" when asserting himself. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white fur. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. He has a hunchback. His white fur is lengthy. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Architect. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Flame has worked very hard to control his curse. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new architect responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Zedaar was born the youngest of three triplets. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zedaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Weaver and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Chain shirt.