Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Wymar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, brigands burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying east to reunite his family. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 sp. Chalcedony (60 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are green.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Crown-heir work with an outfit from a few towns over. Crown-heir work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: To be a Baker again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp).

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His white hair is still thick. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This tall, slender man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His tied-back hair is blonde. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp.