Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His auburn hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Ûkbûk was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Jade (150 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'10" and very much looks the part of a Healer. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Interpreter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

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

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a brown scarf, and carries lances. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 160 gp. Banded agate (15 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and carries spears. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

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

Possessions: 2000 gp.