Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he tends to wear a large brown jacket. His hair is brown and curly. His eyes are a pleasant green.

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

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Erias took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He became a Shepherd soon after.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his bow ready. He has wavy brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 26. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frouse fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a green armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His silver crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a gardener again

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 gp. Eye agate (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His hair is blonde and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in the east to a Mason, Ogbur learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 270 gp.