Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Bonds: Rich, Military, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull red iron scale mail. He has moderate length red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Drogo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1600 sp.