Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Krimmon was born with his mother's beautiful face. Krimmon was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Layabout. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 90 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: An older man who prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his silver hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: She wears dull blue sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. She carries with her a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Einkil grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 140 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).