Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He dresses like a well dressed Junk Dealer does. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He became a Junk Dealer soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. His hair is short and black. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver ewer (80 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp).

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and grey robe with the hood down. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Tûmûg was born with his father's beautiful face. His parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is content

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 70 pp. Deep green spinel (110 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His silver crest is singed and shortened. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has no hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Fenriz liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fenriz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.