Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (130 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).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fortune-teller business.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.