Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Wymar 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 the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of goblins 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Soapmaker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Religious. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is white and very short. His eyes are brown.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is an amazing painter.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 34000 sp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. 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, Ralf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.