Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His blonde hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He keeps his long copper crest kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mozikth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has wavy brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Faran embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When Faran reached his early adolescence his Halfling 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He keeps his rusty crest in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Vrondiss has worked very hard to control his curse. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Secretive, Mundane, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'1". He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.