Description: 3'4" and muscular, this northern man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and pastel handkerchief worn on his left side. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the north to a Barber, Corkitron learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Barber job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His hair is chestnut and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Reirak is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Reirak reached his early adolescence his Dwarf 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 5'9", this man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his blue hair in a flapper bob. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Pacifist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his silver hair up. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Butcher father left him crippled. He struck the Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy black hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 cp.