Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a brown suit. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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: Balimaar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Architect hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a colorful flower in his auburn hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern 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 Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Apothecary like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished nunchaku as well. His silver hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bellfounder for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Red spinel (150 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp).

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is auburn and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Gomory was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 gp.