Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. His hair is cut close to his head. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Locksmith business.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. 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: Halfling compassion.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Doctor uniform. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Seamstress again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thoradin grew up listening to his father's many stories. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 70 gp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. The war was a terrible time for him, and Andram does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Breastplate.