Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished shield as well. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants 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: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 sp. Obsidian (16 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). White pearl (90 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with tan slacks. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp. Rose (40 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).

Description: 6'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Everard was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family, In love. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and pastel, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Laborer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Laborer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 sp.