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. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Balimaar studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears long strands of jet and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. After a long history of fighting, Alex and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Sard (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has a very tight haircut. He has green eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Courier, Drogo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a barkeep again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.