Description: He wears long strands of jet and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. 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 is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

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 was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 900 pp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

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

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (140 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (1800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He got into the Brewer business at a young age. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3000 gp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp).