Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Wymar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Obsidian (16 gp). White opal (1400 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp).

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has auburn hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Tim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This late middle aged man has the majority of his body covered in plate and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker, Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 17000 cp.

Description: He wears just a grey suit. He carries a battered scythe and tarnished sickle as well. His white hair is singed and shortened. He has green eyes.

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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Zircon (20 gp).