Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He is an epitome of beauty. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Balimaar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Balimaar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Balimaar. 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 is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 is a great chef.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Rolf alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. Sard (60 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Rose (60 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She has dyed her greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Margery was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. She wears her red hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She's also a talented Laborer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Malachite (15 gp).