Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ghaliver isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Ghaliver was born with his father'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. His addictions have taken their toll on his wallet, and he has found himself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Wymar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 600 sp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a yellow and blue robe with the hood down. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His white eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the south to a Banker, Barakas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Banker for hire.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Job, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He has the majority of his body covered in plate, marred by teas. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Namfoodle has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.