Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, black shirt, and yellow tie. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Ruler mother left her crippled. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Wymar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Wymar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Wymar. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has styled her silver hair well, parting it to the right. Her brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naivara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Banded mail.