Description: This malnourished man dresses like a well dressed Layabout does. His golden hair is cut short. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He worked as a nervous Layabout and found it very stressful. He became a Layabout soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a green suit. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Theobald embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Theobald was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A 6'0" western man, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Hubert grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Hubert. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'4" and wears long strands of topaz and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears baggy white pantaloons and a pastel scarf. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: Lance wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Lance never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 sp.