Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears professional attire. He wears his scarlet crest up. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Greethen's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Layabout kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; 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: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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 Mercenary. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 150 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears dull brown sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case and is in decent physical shape. Her white hair is thinning but still full. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Giselle was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She became a Sailor soon after.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Sailor responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 800 sp. Golden pearl (80 gp).

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses like a well dressed Junk Dealer does. Her hair is chestnut and curly. Her violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student she started as a Gardener, but she got bored and became a Junk Dealer. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Junk Dealer for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers white and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Red spinel (70 gp).

Description: This woman dresses like a well dressed Unemployed does. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sumnes was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: She wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is grey, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. She carries with her a set of rapiers on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Her amber 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 has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Obsidian (11 gp).

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull violet iron scale mail. Her white fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Great was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She tends to her Tailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'5" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He struck the Bather job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1300 sp.