Description: This man wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Healer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Healer.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a morningstar on her belt. Her crest is short and scarlet. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ruloth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3 Holy water.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Bryseis grew up listening to her father's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 5000 cp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a white scarf. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed black hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). 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: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Silver pearl (120 gp). White pearl (120 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries quarterstaffs. He has moderate length white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the south to a Navigator, Thamuz learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamuz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new navigator responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 gp.