Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a green coat with black slacks. His hair is red and curly. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 56. 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. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Military, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 moderate length green crest. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Medrash was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Stylist. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Beggar again; and balancing his hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Junk Dealer business.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 360 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a brown wide-brimmed hat and brown clothes. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and half-elven compassion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.