Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears tattered old clothes. His blue hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Armorer. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Abad abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants, marred by beers. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He got into the Unemployed business at a young age. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He struck the Unemployed job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man is typically in his Junk Dealer uniform. His black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has taken up work as a Junk Dealer and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: An older man who is dressed in an above average manner, he is not a threatening figure. He has wavy beige fur. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the west to a Miller, Right-Handed learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller 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 3 years.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Donaar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.