Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Shepherd who has hired him part-time. 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: Born to a Servant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Servant. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Performer uniform. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished crossbow as well. His hair is red and curly. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Lewis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lewis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Lewis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Performer. He has achieved small success as a Performer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He likes to wear green tank tops with red pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Slave, Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who has the majority of his body covered in plate, he is not a threatening figure. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His first spouse was a Bowyer, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).