Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Apothecary, but he got bored and became a Junk Dealer. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wiggens fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses like a well dressed Servant does, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.

History: He got into the Servant business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Servant for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bellfounder hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has achieved small success as a Bellfounder.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bellfounder responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Azurite (4 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp).

Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has a crush on the local gardener

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (100 gp).