Description: This malnourished man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has shaved his head bald. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He wears a fancy blue suit. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. 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 born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has moderate length red hair. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue sapphire (500 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull green iron scale mail. He carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished scimitar as well. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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 born in the south. A freak accident while working with his Barber father left him crippled. 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. Gerard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp.