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 typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has styled his white crest well, parting it to the left. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: He was born in the west. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His rusty crest is lengthy. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Valorean grew up listening to his father's many stories. His first spouse was a Gardener, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears professional attire. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Oloric was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently the stress of being a Junk Dealer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and revenge

Flaws: Selfish, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Rangrim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Architect but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Rangrim reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 7000 cp.