Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (90 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (90 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears just a pastel suit. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Junk Dealer business.

History: Ghaliver was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are likewise white. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Pelaios was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Pelaios took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'3" and usually wears his yellow robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is cut short. His eyes are brown.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Beloril is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Beloril lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bricklayer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Beloril and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Everburning torch.