Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is red and curly. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He got into the Glassblower business at a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has worked as a Glassblower like his father before him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown vest and prefers green and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is silver and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Trey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Trey was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Hubert took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.