Description: A plain young-adult man, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright yellow and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Roland grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Roland abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Junk Dealer does. Her blonde hair is well kept. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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

History: Born in the south to a Junk Dealer, Beatrice learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 sp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1400 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: A 5'10" northern man, he usually wears his white robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 39. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rolf was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Ermina learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and expand her business

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 gp.