Description: An older man who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, he is not a threatening figure. His crest is scarlet and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bowyer and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Sard (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is typically in his Sage uniform. His red crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1800 gp. Silver ewer (100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears his scarlet crest down. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Armorer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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, Ghesh is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Junk Dealer, who enjoyed hunting, Ghesh was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to be a junk dealer again

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 310 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).