Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a club on his belt. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 sp. Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is braided into rings. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He comes from a rich western family. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Black star sapphire (1000 gp). Rose (60 gp). Hematite (13 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Clerebold 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 cp. Amber (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Zircon (60 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Glassblower. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Silk rope.

Description: An older man who wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case, he is not a threatening figure. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 17. 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. Kyle is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 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: Wants to raise his children well; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 gp.