Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a blue shirt with thin white vertical stripes and green pants. She has styled her red hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Ranala was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ranala decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Sard (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and her gloved hand is found clutching a trident. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Junk Dealer born in the past three hundred years. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His scarlet crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. A true patriot, Gorbundus would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gorbundus fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Morgran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1800 sp.