Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Ugly. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her chestnut hair is still thick. Her eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of greataxes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her fur is black and curly. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Kite abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her gold crest is knotted and matted. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Antrara liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Layabout born in the past three hundred years. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born in the west to a Layabout, Morkral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Layabout and found it very stressful. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Chain shirt.