Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it, and carries clubs. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is an amazing painter.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest and is in decent physical shape. His copper crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Crown-heir.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His black hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise black. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 wants to meet his childhood hero; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bowyer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Burto was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 gp.