Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a grey costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. He has no hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and doesn't want to be a bather and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 4000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When Wymar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Wymar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 30 gp. Red spinel (100 gp).

Description: He wears just a violet suit, and he perpetually has his hand crossbow ready. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Riardon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to gnolls.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Fire opal (400 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the west 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 Dilettante. He became a Dilettante soon after.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has shaved his head bald. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bricklayer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.