Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull red iron scale mail. He carries a battered greatsword and tarnished longbow as well. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

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. 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. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Trey never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has wavy blonde hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 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 Farmer responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2300 sp. Red spinel (120 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.

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. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Jade (120 gp). Moonstone (30 gp).

Description: He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Rolf hails from a village terrorized by illithids. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Rolf was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1600 sp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (80 gp).

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and carries clubs. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Apothecary. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Silver pearl (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.