Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 71. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Balimaar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has worked as a Doctor like his mother before him.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mason. He is portly but not overly obese. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

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. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mason for the past few years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and balancing his hectic life and new mason responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Lewis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mayor they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Server, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in a small island village. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Persistence, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'5". He is wearing a long, white cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.