Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a worn and beaten armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the east to a Scribe, Wymar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Mortician, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a green tunic with grey highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'1" and is wearing a long, brown cloak. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist, Professionalism. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 gp.