Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Assassin. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a Assassin first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: He comes from a rich southern family. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Balimaar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1500 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner and is in decent physical shape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Thomas has worked very hard to control his curse. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To be a Architect again; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Full Plate.

Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. She carries with her a set of bastard swords, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has brown hair. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sarah fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her tied-back hair is auburn. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. When Margery reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 gp.