Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his white hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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, Jocelyn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'3". He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a red tunic with yellow highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has wavy white hair. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is red and curly. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Layabout business.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 12000 cp.