Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an entirely brown suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His eyes are gray.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in the north to a Junk Dealer, Travok learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Travok's homeland. Travok decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He has worked as a Junk Dealer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 20000 cp. Silver pearl (40 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He sports a flattop hair cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She prefers to wear flannel. Her black crest is thinning but still full. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. After coming to the age of reason, Uadjit took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Fisher profession.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Hadwisa took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. Some 8 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Hadwisa never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.