Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is typically in his Junk Dealer uniform. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Junk Dealer responsibilities is difficult; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp. Black pearl (1400 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: This woman is very fat, and very much looks the part of a Guard. Her long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ellyjoybell is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. She struck the Guard job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mayor, marred by sweets. He has no hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mayor for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His fur is short and black. His skin is flawless and his copper eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is an amazing painter.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His first spouse was a Guard, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moonstone (40 gp).

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Anbera is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and elven compassion

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 150 gp.