Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Balimaar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Balimaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Balimaar's homeland. Balimaar decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing a long, brown cloak. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is a Bounty Hunter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the south to a Bounty Hunter, Norman learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has violet eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 47000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a large tan jacket. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His white hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Courier and was forced into it by his family; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is chestnut and curly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theobald is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.