Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and he perpetually has his quarterstaff ready. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Wymar was born with his mother's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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.