Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. He is an epitome of beauty. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries a battered trident and tarnished bastard sword as well. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. 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 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. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Holy water.

Description: He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He became a Bowyer soon after.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'0". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has wavy silver hair. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears dull red sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his youth he was a Beggar, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Antagonistic, PTSD. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.