Description: He is a husky man, who wears bulky violet painted plate armor. He has moderate length lavender fur. His yellow eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the west to a Scribe, Aura learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When Aura reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother 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 has achieved small success as a Scribe.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He is portly but not overly obese. He has brown hair. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He's also a talented Knight, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Slave, In love, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Amber (90 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Vlorn hails from a village terrorized by brigands. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he is content

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a whip on his belt. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor, marred by beers. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: 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; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.