Description: She usually wears her black robe and has her lance always slung over her shoulder. She carries with her a set of lances, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her chestnut hair is still thick. Her ears are large.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. 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. Aym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She is typically in her Shepherd uniform. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her brown fur is greasy and uncared for. This copper eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Sage again; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Moonstone (60 gp).

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Junk Dealer does, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears his silver hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp.

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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. His crest, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 240 gp. 4 Antitoxin.