Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. He wears his chestnut hair down. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Junk Dealer born in the past three hundred years. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Vanuath lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Family, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and green robe with the hood down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (60 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

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 is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 20000 sp. Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Jade (90 gp).