Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears long strands of amber and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Moonstone (60 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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, Trym is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Moss agate (16 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This late middle aged man wears skinny pants and wears a green and tan robe with the hood down and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Frederick was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Seamstress. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 70000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.