Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is baby faced.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Wymar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Wymar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 27000 cp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and is typically in his Mortician uniform. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 Mortician. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Mason again.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a bow on his belt, marred by chocolates. His hair is blonde and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is typically in his Body Guard uniform. 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. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Kody was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He became a Body Guard soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a blue tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is silver and very short. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adam isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the west to a Roofer, Adam learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Adam took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He struck the Roofer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and balancing his hectic life and new roofer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp.