Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He likes to wear violet tank tops with yellow pants. He is an epitome of beauty. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

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. Koeth was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fisher. He's also a talented Healer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a healer again

Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Himo wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Himo was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 5000 gp.