Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Balimaar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Balimaar 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: Standing 5'3", this man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the west to a Slave Trader, Clerebold learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries monstrous two handed axes. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Richard took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He bought a monstrous two handed axe 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 he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears his chestnut hair up. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.