Description: This man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ûkrom does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. 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 is content.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Gilthur is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Gilthur was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 10000 sp. Old masterpiece painting (1800 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Junk Dealer profession.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Junk Dealer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has taken up work as a Sculptor and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Peridot (30 gp).

Description: This man prefers to wear flannel. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He got into the Sculptor business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sculptor. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His scarlet crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He struck the Miller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1200 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.