Description: This woman wears a simple green robe with blue stripes complete with hood. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on her left hand. Her red crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Junk Dealer born in the past three hundred years. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the north to a Junk Dealer, Synthrin learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is silver and curly. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is silver and curly. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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, Ar-Kaius is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her brown hair is cut short. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 20 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Eberdeb was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Eberdeb took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 30 gp.