Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear flannel. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Wymar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'4" western man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Lewis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, 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 Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 13000 sp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tan vest and prefers red and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

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. 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 Stableman. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stableman for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stableman responsibilities is difficult; and to be a butcher again

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'11". He wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Bernard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His first spouse was a Guard, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.