Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his silver crest down. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his club with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Layabout. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Olunt was born with his mother's beautiful face. Olunt was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Layabout. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is golden and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is a great chef.

History: Orryn was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He worked as a nervous Junk Dealer and found it very stressful. 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: Revenge; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Carnelian (40 gp).