Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: Balimaar was born the youngest of three triplets. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Architect they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Doctor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Cynical, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp. Black star sapphire (800 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, green shirt, and red tie. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Diggory took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tailor.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. In his youth he was a Baker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears a green armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length red hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.