Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with tan slacks. His hair is golden and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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: Wymar hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears his silver hair down. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 230 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a red armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise green.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Uthemar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Uthemar reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 6'2" and muscular, this northern man wears skinny pants and wears a violet and white robe with the hood down. His gold crest is still thick. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mason born in the past three hundred years. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mason but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A freak accident while working with his Junk Dealer father left him crippled. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 10000 cp.