Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a violet shirt with thin white vertical stripes and grey pants. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was a Farmer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Odo 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 terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, marred by sweets. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gimurt is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gimurt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Holy water.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is brown and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Gifted from a young age, Uthemar studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Uthemar took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly bastard swords and shields. His beige fur is smooth and relatively long. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

Personality: Drifting speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

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. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante mother left him crippled. 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: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants, marred by chocolates. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.