Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Balimaar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3200 sp. 2 Antitoxin. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He prefers to wear flannel. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Theobald embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His ears are large.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Tanner, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Passionate, Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 60 pp. Red spinel (100 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with black slacks. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Lewis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He takes great joy in being the best Laborer in town.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and balancing his hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Job, Poor, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

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. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Shane took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1300 sp.