Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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, Wymar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (5 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is physically well-built. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Drogo was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Drogo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 sp. Silver pearl (50 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Jasper (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His tied-back hair is red. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Nicholas abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp).

Description: He wears a yellow shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and blue pants. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished rapier as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Unemployed. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Amber (60 gp). Rose (70 gp).