Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Navigator like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has achieved small success as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a fancy grey suit. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a hunchback. His hair is long and silver with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, Percival took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.