Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman tends to wear a large green jacket. She has shaved her head bald. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Williamina took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His white hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Theobald lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is wearing a long, white cloak. Her hair is red and curly. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Herleva lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Miner

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.