Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He very much looks the part of a Layabout. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Dalgal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Layabout responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow, and is pretty ugly. He has white hair. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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, Wrenn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson pastel hat.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Servant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He got into the Servant business at a young age. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

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. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Breastplate.