Description: 5'11" and muscular, this western man wears violet trousers with blue and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Wymar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Deep green spinel (50 gp). Moss agate (10 gp).

Description: He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He sports a flattop hair cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He got into the Server business at a young age. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Clerebold never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 14000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Carpenter profession.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Soapmaker and found it very stressful. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. 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. Gomory took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 50 pp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears just a black suit. He has a hunchback. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.