Description: This malnourished man wears a grey shirt with thin red vertical stripes and brown pants. He wears his white hair down. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Wymar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Red spinel (140 gp).

Description: He wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3200 sp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.

History: Gifted from a young age, Alex studied abroad. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: To reunite with his absent mother; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears just a red suit. His hair is silver and very short. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 20th 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. 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: He is content.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Aquamarine (1400 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.