Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Courier.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and to be a cartwright again

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Amethyst (120 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Jet (120 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely black suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries a battered bow and tarnished crossbow as well. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Balimaar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 9000 sp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears an entirely blue suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50000 cp. 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 grey vest and prefers red and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Dyer again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 10000 sp. Red spinel (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp).