Description: He stands about 5'7" and wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears dark leathers with embroidery, marred by beers. His black hair is singed and shortened. He wears an eyepatch.

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 afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Anselm was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Zircon (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Deep green spinel (50 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple green robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the east to a Fletcher, Bertram learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, In love, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has shaved his head bald. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Dean was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'0" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his chestnut hair up. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His first spouse was a Animal Trainer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 9000 sp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.