Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his rapier. His hair is long and brown with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Wymar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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 illithids 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is content

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Rose (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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 wears a black vest and prefers blue and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is long and black with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 gp. Hematite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He wears his silver hair up. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His childhood dream was to be a Glassblower, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Mason job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears a tan costume with the symbols of death on his torso, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. One day when Solomon was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Solomon was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small yellow hat.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Simon studied abroad. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Simon was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 13000 cp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp).