Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his blonde hair up. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He sports a flattop crest cut. He has red eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Nithther was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bricklayer. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 8000 gp. Emerald (600 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Red garnet (70 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Her red fur is smooth and relatively long. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 23000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 6000 cp.