Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Calcitro and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. 4 Thunderstones.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He takes great joy in being the best Servant in town.

History: He was born in the east. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'10" when asserting himself. His black hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Junk Dealer born in the past three hundred years. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Soapmaker profession.

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. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new junk dealer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military, Debt. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 cp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a grey tunic with green highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Mindartis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Eiravel was born the youngest of three triplets. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.