Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan vest and prefers brown and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Baker. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Baker for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Dyer again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He is baby faced.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ar-Pratu's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears just a black suit. He has a very tight haircut. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gorfel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Gorfel was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Painter. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 sp.