Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Aquamarine (200 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Citrine (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a violet tunic with blue highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has styled his red fur well, parting it to the left. His copper eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. 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. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in the south. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Hamil embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Gifted from a young age, Hamil studied abroad. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His ears are large.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60 gp.