Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 sp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Banded agate (14 gp).

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She found a children's book about a Human Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His hair is red and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Trym hails from a village terrorized by brigands. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Trym was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Rich purple corundum (700 gp). Sard (80 gp).