Description: This man stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. A true patriot, Wymar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He is physically well-built. His silver hair is still thick. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He got into the Healer business at a young age. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp).

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 is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. 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. 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. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he dresses like a well dressed Server does. He wears his red hair down. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rolf studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Rolf took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.