Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. His rusty crest is braided into rings. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. He keeps his long white fur kept up in a rat tail. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Harvest embodies much of what other species detest in the Tabaxis. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born in the south. A freak accident while working with his Mortician mother left him crippled. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). Rose (30 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'1". She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. She has purple hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. She worked as a nervous Weaver and found it very stressful. She has achieved small success as a Weaver.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and to settle down with her crush

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses like a well dressed Merchant does. His hair is short and auburn. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Everard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is a great chef.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He became a Merchant soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 600 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Amethyst (40 gp).