Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing a long, blue cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his blonde hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small island village. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Dyer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Glassblower, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jasper (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tan costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 51. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Paymon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. 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: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tattered old clothes. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Unemployed business.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Morkral abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Unemployed responsibilities is difficult; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.