Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His rusty crest is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1300 sp. Blue sapphire (700 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, white shirt, and blue tie. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Junk Dealer. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Jet (50 gp).

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her black hair is well kept. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and red robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of nunchakus, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Burgell fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Hematite (16 gp).