Description: This late middle aged man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Broce took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

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

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has dyed his greying bronze crest a little too much giving a sharp bronze color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Nykkan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He tends to wear a large brown jacket, marred by teas. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Gunter lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Erias wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Druid, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Unemployed.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Job, Debt. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 7000 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'8" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. She keeps her auburn hair in a flapper bob. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She got into the Brewer business at a young age. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She struck the Brewer job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2100 sp. 2 Smokesticks. 2 Antitoxin. 2 Antitoxin.