Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a grey coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He's also a talented Map Maker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

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 disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Trym liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Shane was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 17th 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. He has worked as a Adventurer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2400 sp. 1 Half-Plate.