Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his white hair up. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the east were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 cp. Carnelian (70 gp).

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Roofer business.

History: Born to a Servant, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Roofer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). 1 Antitoxin.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is blonde and very short. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Caeldrim reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Broce is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Breastplate.