Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears just a blue suit. His hair is chestnut and very short. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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 son.

History: He got into the Layabout business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Moss agate (8 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. 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: Born in the north to a Layabout, Fax learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Ruler, but he got bored and became a Layabout. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 4000 sp. Eye agate (4 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Amethyst (90 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has dyed his greying gold crest a little too much giving a sharp gold color. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hirrathak is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Hirrathak took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Slave Trader arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'0". He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. After a long history of fighting, Kilvar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Antitoxin.