Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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 is content; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Rael 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp).

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Junk Dealer. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Thamior was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Junk Dealer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 31000 sp. Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).