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Name: Honey Badger
Age: 19
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Occupation: Prostitute/pickpocket
Abilities: Quick fingers-good for both pickpocketing aaand other things
Background: Eh, not too much to say! Honey Badger looks out for Honey Badger. She does have a bad habit of taking of a bit more than she can chew, but her silver tongue and lightning fast reflexes usually slip her out of nearly any bad situation!




Name: Icarus
Age: 47
Species: Cursed Human (Has chicken legs and feathers on his arms, back, and upper torso)
Gender: Male
Occupation: Merchant
Abilities: Sarcasm and Cynisism
Background: Icarus was cursed from day one. His mother should have never broken the heart of a gypsy's son by fooling around with another man, but hey! These things happen! Sure, sometimes the consequence happens to be a son who looks like a chicken, but there's always a price, huh? Icarus has never married, but every few years manages to have a fling with some weird fetishists passing through the village in which his shop resides. Being a leather worker, his merchandice is-well-leather. He sells shoes, boots, corsets, pouches, if it's leather, he's probably made and sold it at some point. He learned at an early age to respond to mocking and cruelty with both dry humor and sarcasm, two things that have done him well throughout his life. His largest concerns are those damned bandits and thieves-especially with his assistant travelling the countryside selling their leathered goods.




Name: Fungles
Age: Young Adolescent (In Troll Years)
Gender: Female
Species: Troll
Occupation: Merchant's Apprentice
Abilities/Powers: Super thick skin; Strength equal to that of about two to three men; Acidic Bile-along with some pretty nasty belches
Background: Fungles is a young troll out on her own in the big, wondrous world. Unlike her teacher, Icarus the merchant, she looks at each opportunity with joy, excitement, and wonder! She was sent off at the normal age for trolls to fend for herself and found herself attracted to human villages with more hope than hunger. She's a vegetarian of sorts, surviving on many different fungal growths found in forests, on trails, and occasionally on corpses through her travels-though she does enjoy the occasional leathery sole of a boot. Despite her broken English, Icarus agreed to allow her to travel the countryside with a large cart of leather goods with hope of a larger revenue from his hand crafted products.--The only large problem with this is Fungle's habit of nibbling the merchandice! Her thick skin allows her resistance to many types of magic-but stronger types do affect her. She has the strength to defend herself and when startled she belches a stench strong enough to knock out a horde of rough and tough meanies. In any instance where she's unable to defend herself with strength or stench (Or a sweet smile or hug!), she releases a corosive acid from her stomach that can eat away at even the thickest steel-so swordsmen, beware!