Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. After a long history of fighting, Balimaar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a miller again

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A 4'10" eastern woman, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This woman is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her silver crest is thinning but still full. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In her 13th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Blendaeth and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

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

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a white costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is still thick. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this northern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Shaká was born with his father's beautiful face. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.