Description: He wears an entirely black suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He carries a battered bow and tarnished crossbow as well. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Balimaar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 9000 sp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Star ruby (1000 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Weaver and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: A 6'5" eastern man, he wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Henry isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Henry was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Henry fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Thomas was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.