Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. Through the years after Morgran was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Morgran's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he very much looks the part of a Carpenter, and is pretty ugly. His blue hair is thinning but still full. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently the stress of being a Carpenter has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 10 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (80 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His lavender fur is still thick. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Barkeep. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barkeep responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man prefers to wear flannel. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Hamil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Bonds: Family, Enemies, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 80 gp.