Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His tied-back hair is chestnut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Sage arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. After a long history of fighting, Anselm and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1500 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). 1 Crowbar.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and he perpetually has his club ready. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 8 Acid flasks. 1 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This malnourished man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Balimaar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a grey vest and prefers tan and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His black hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: Hematite (6 gp).