Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a green suit. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Naal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: Expand his business; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A powerful wizard 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Pink diamond (6000 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown tunic with yellow highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His lavender fur is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: He hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: The child of a Sellsword, who enjoyed hunting, Edge was taken on many hunting expeditions. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 11000 sp. Sard (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). White pearl (60 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 330 pp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp).