Description: He wears just a violet suit. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Varis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Junk Dealer and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Emotional, Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: Standing 3'5", this woman wears a blue top hat and blue clothes. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: Loopmottin lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Butcher and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Guardian, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His hair is chestnut and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Roland grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She wears her yellow fur down. Her eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Animal Trainer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She worked as a nervous Animal Trainer and found it very stressful. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.