Description: He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His long purple hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His black eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Apothecary business.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has slicked back silver hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Jarsali was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her golden hair is well kept. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Jo was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Apothecary. She has worked as a Apothecary like her mother before her.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, In love, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears bulky black painted plate armor. She is portly but not overly obese. Her long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His silver hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Ishgha lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp.