Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He is portly but not overly obese. He has shaved his head bald. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tan shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is blonde and curly. His green 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 however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Cynical. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 19000 cp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His hair is short and white. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Fighter school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather, marred by teas. He has wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man usually wears his tan robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp.