Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears a tan vest and prefers brown and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shield. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is wearing a long, brown cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He worked as a nervous Marshal and found it very stressful. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Layabout again; 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: Joker. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears baggy brown pantaloons and a violet scarf. His copper crest is smooth and relatively long. He has gold eyes and a brown hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: The child of a Detective, who enjoyed hunting, Patrin was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Patrin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He became a Barber soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 26000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.