Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Balimaar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

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 forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is golden and curly. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Human compassion; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack.

Description: Standing 6'6", this man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has hazel eyes and a green hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his axe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His chestnut hair is cut short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. At a young age his mother died while driving off some dire rats. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in axe use. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.