Description: He stands about 4'9" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Wymar studied abroad. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished warhammer as well. He has shaved his head bald. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His silver hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Raymond lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.