Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 21000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a blue coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Hugh was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Hugh abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: To protect his home; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Guardian, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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. Theodoric fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and carries sais. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Percival enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 15000 sp. 3 Thunderstones. 2 Antitoxin. 2 Antitoxin.