Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

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 kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Balimaar was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is long and unkept. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He got into the Detective business at a young age. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears baggy brown pantaloons and a tan scarf. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a Cartwright, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Tharivol was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He wears his green crest up. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his white hair down. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fenriz fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive, Mundane. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.