Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears skinny pants and wears a white and violet robe with the hood down. Her golden hair is heavily combed to the left. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. 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: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing her hectic life and new junk dealer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1500 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. Her fur is short and cinnamon. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and she is greedy

Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (160 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He very much looks the part of a Mercenary. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. To his fellows he 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: Gifted from a young age, Balimaar studied abroad. A freak accident while working with his Cook mother left him crippled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: White pearl (40 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has red eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Srorthen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.