Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has no hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Wymar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a fancy white suit. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Chad took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the west to a Cook, Balimaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He tends to his Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his brown hair down. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He found a children's book about a Human Commoner who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. 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 loathes his own lifestyle; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. 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: Gifted from a young age, Alexandre studied abroad. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 80 pp.