Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, marred by chocolates. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Balimaar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Ploughman and found it very stressful. He tends to his Ploughman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 sp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he very much looks the part of a Marshal. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Carpenter uniform. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Rolf was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. A true patriot, Peter would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in a small plains village. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Moss agate (16 gp).

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 dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with black slacks. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 5000 sp.