Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a green coat. Her gold crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born into a rich family. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: In love, Rich, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has shaved her head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Apothecary profession.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This malnourished man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the north. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (60 gp).

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a white coat. Her white hair is well kept. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Butcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After months of barely getting by, Therai managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 8000 cp.