Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. The war was a terrible time for him, and Wymar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Junk Dealer. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Reynard lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Reynard took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Expand his business; and doesn't want to be a junk dealer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 41000 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 45000 sp. Silver pearl (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.