Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

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 logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Corkitron was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 pp. Malachite (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Sammal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: The child of a Spice Merchant, who enjoyed hunting, Sammal 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 falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a great chef.

History: Kilvar was born with his mother's beautiful face. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Ûkbûk took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ûkbûk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 17000 sp.