Description: This man wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His head has been shaved. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of orcs 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.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp).

Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Knight. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He became a Knight soon after.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp. Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears professional attire. His hair is short and silver. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He got into the Dyer business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a dyer again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Dean reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Malachite (10 gp).