Description: This late middle aged man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it and is in decent physical shape. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Brewer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are green.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born in a small plains village. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp. White pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tan collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is silver and curly. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 18000 cp.