Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a pastel tunic with yellow highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes, and is pretty ugly. His hair is chestnut and curly. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Balimaar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Balimaar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (130 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and white handkerchief worn on his left side. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Laborer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mayor, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a yellow shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is golden and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Hunter lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, illithids burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying east to reunite his family. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a ruler and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Antitoxin. 1 Holy water.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'8". He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. One day when Solomon was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Solomon was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp).