Description: He wears a black shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and green pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born in the east. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears black trousers with white and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in the north. In his youth he was a Beggar, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a brown scarf. He has wavy brown hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bellfounder. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bellfounder but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born into a rich family. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Bellfounder.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Job, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears tattered old clothes and is in decent physical shape. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Blacksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new blacksmith responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp).

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and carries flails. His golden hair is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Balimaar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.