Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise hazel. 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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Miller and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears just a grey suit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Nicholas hails from a village terrorized by drow. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Nicholas was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 3000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (110 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'0" and wears a fancy tan suit. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is braided into rings. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fortune-teller. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: To be a Hunter again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man likes to wear black tank tops with white pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Junk Dealer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Junk Dealer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. White opal (900 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Peridot (80 gp).

Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 64. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Trym took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Slave Trader, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.