Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Anselm will drive conversation. Anselm enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Gifted from a young age, Anselm studied abroad. Anselm liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long 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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ruler for hire.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He carries with him a set of hand crossbows, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is cut short. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Patrick began to lead the lost caravan. He became a Fortune-teller soon after.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3100 sp. Citrine (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. After coming to the age of reason, Bernard took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 4000 sp.