Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Black star sapphire (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Azurite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: The child of a Shepherd, who enjoyed hunting, Direcris was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Calcitro isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Calcitro was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His half smiles and copper eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a Fortune-teller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He's in love.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Oriax was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 11000 sp.