Description: An older woman who is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering her clean studded leather, she is not a threatening figure. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older woman who wears a green collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, she is not a threatening figure. Her crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. She has gold eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the east. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Cook for the past few years.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 6'8", this man wears dull black sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. His scarlet crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When Donaar reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Donaar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: This man 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. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. His blue hair is thinning but still full. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Junk Dealer born in the past three hundred years. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Oriax was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Hunter, but he got bored and became a Junk Dealer. 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: Further expansion of business; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When Flogg reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 220 gp.