Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has styled his blue crest well, parting it to the left. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Merchant work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. During his travels, Baradad and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Baradad discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Baradad fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (110 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Rose (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Gomory was born with his mother's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 sp. Red garnet (90 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Riardon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 60 gp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'10" and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Laborer. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. 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 is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp.