Description: This southern man tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Apothecary hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 gp. Zircon (60 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has no hair. His white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 33. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He also hits on men, regardless of circumstances.

History: Damakos lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Bowyer, but he was a colossal failure. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bowyer; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a simple brown robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and is pretty ugly. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Foxilon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 cp.