Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Wymar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Navigator and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 44000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished rapier as well. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries a battered sai and tarnished scimitar as well. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 600 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Jet (90 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1100 sp.