Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this western man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has achieved small success as a Spy.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with black slacks. He has wavy golden hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. During his travels, Balimaar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Balimaar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Balimaar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Revenge; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Jade (100 gp). Peridot (80 gp). 2 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple blue robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Theodoric was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Theodoric grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Theodoric. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.