Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: The child of a Shipwright, who enjoyed hunting, Wymar was taken on many hunting expeditions. Wymar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new herbalist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and he perpetually has his bow ready. His purple hair is unkempt and raggedy. His silver eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Mormo speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Mormo was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tiefling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tiefling doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 280 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).