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 white hair, when down, is lengthy. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. 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 will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 160 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (170 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (170 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he usually wears his pastel robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His hair is long and golden with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is obsessed with his god.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Dayereth was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Soapmaker. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'2". He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Dreali lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has moderate length auburn hair. He wears an eyepatch.

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. A true patriot, Lamlis would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Lamlis was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 800 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.