Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sellsword who has hired him part-time. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His childhood dream was to be a Miner, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Revenge; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Military, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Qualen grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a red armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady silver eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He worked as a nervous Armorer and found it very stressful. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His lavender fur is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Five was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 sp.