Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Junk Dealer. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear flannel, and is pretty ugly. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Caeldrim was born the youngest of three triplets. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Hematite (8 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses like a well dressed Performer does. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A true patriot, Foxilon would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Foxilon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Marshal, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1700 sp. Iolite (70 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane, Lazy, Disease. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his flail, and is pretty ugly. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Randal hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bounty Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He's in love; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 gp.