Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears dull yellow sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scythe, just in case, marred by sweets. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Gifted from a young age, Halimath studied abroad. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 70 pp. Moss agate (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is red and curly. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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. 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. Rael fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 900 gp. Black star sapphire (1000 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'0" and is typically in his Armorer uniform. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Armorer like his father before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his black hair up. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Thervan was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Weaver. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Jade (100 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Jet (100 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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 Elf in existence. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Unemployed, 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. He's also a talented Unemployed, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 pp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Coral (50 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).