Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bathin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Layabout profession.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He's also a talented Layabout, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is red and very short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His brown fur, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.