Description: He wears a white shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and violet pants, and carries sickles. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a Sage, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 16th 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. He has a very tight haircut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Aramil was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Slave Trader again; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). White pearl (90 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Black star sapphire (1100 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and carries hammers. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ivellios was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 160 pp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born into a rich family. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 6000 gp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 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 is greedy; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.