Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His head has been shaved. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Wymar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp).

Description: This malnourished man has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a pastel tunic with grey highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 800 gp.