Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a brown collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His ears are large.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 80 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Dabbledob was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Dabbledob decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 2'11". He wears a fancy blue suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Oblar was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Azurite (12 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Pog hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.