Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a green collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He got into the Layabout business at a young age. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Layabout for the past few years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and balancing his hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His blonde hair is cut short. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Miller. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Hunter was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Sellsword, but he was a colossal failure. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Red spinel (130 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar. His hair is brown and very short. 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 loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Trym grew up listening to his father's many stories. When Trym reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Slave, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Animal Trainer does. He has blonde hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Gomory was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Gomory took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He tends to his Animal Trainer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (50 gp). 7 Acid flasks.