Description: This younger middle-aged man usually wears his black robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder, and a wedding ring on his left hand. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Wymar will drive conversation. 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 was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Being a Masseuse kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His hair is golden and curly. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 cp. Zircon (70 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'2" and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Robert isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in a small desert village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Robert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Malachite (11 gp). Rose (60 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Jasper (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

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. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Hubert grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Hubert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. Being a Brewer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.