Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Wymar was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a colorful flower in his bronze crest. His eyes are red.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Body Guard who has hired him part-time. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Kiirith reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kiirith fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His crest is short and gold. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Direcris was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Direcris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is cut short. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Performer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to be a performer again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Military, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed greatsword, just in case. He wears his silver hair down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Hadarai was born with his mother's beautiful face. At a young age his mother died while driving off some illithids. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in greatsword use. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against illithids

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 120 pp.