Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Fisher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He's in love; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (30 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Gold and ruby ring (3000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp).

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this eastern man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Junk Dealer. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east to a Junk Dealer, Quarion learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Body Guard again.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

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

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Eiravel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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: To clean up the streets; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 33000 sp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Rose (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.