Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his brown robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When Foxilon reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has achieved small success as a Laborer.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Standing 3'0", this man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. He has no hair. 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 has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A true patriot, Corkitron would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Corkitron and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 180 pp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His ears are large.

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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He keeps his purple hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Skamos was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.