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 dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by lycanthropy.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Emerald (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears black 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 chestnut with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 80 pp. Amber (110 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Debt. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, he is not a threatening figure. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 60 pp.