Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He takes great joy in being the best Sailor in town.

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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sailor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sailor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Randal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: In love, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1900 sp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black hair is still thick. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gerald does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Hematite (7 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue tunic with yellow highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Tim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Smokesticks. 2 Smokesticks. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he usually wears his brown robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the north. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Armorer profession.

History: He got into the Layabout business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He became a Layabout soon after.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

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

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp.