Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Wymar was born the youngest of three triplets. One day when Wymar 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. Wymar was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 2 Antitoxin. 1 Thunderstones.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. He has shaved his head bald. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Tailor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his father's many stories. His childhood dream was to be a Detective, but he was a colossal failure. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To be a Detective again; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 2 Holy water.

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Anselm was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mercenary they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Gardener, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (4 gp).

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and carries longswords. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Lance was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Hugh is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Hugh was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Hugh's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barkeep and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 2200 sp.