Description: This northern man is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His clothes are grease stained in places. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the north. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He's also a talented Sage, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Sage again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 40 pp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His auburn hair is cut short. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 22000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, grey shirt, and yellow tie. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly maces and flails. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. Peridot (60 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). 4 Smokesticks.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is white and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Wymar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Smokesticks.