Description: Runty and weak-looking, he tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in the east to a Apothecary, Lance learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly warhammers and longbows. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born into a rich family. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 700 sp. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

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 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Riardon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and balancing his hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has brown eyes and a pastel hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Armorer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.